at the end of the day

i don’t ask for much. i don’t need perfect love. i don’t need you to give me everything. i just want to feel chosen. i want to feel like your eyes come back to me first. but sometimes it feels like you are always looking for something else. someone else. somewhere else. and i’m right here, loving you with everything i have, trying not to look stupid for caring this much. i give you my heart even when mine feels empty. i give you love even when i’m begging for some back. at the end of the day, i just want half. half the love i give you. half the effort. half the attention. half the feeling that i am enough. because i don’t want to fight for your eyes. i don’t want to compete with people who don’t even love you. i just want to be loved in a way that does not make me feel so alone next to the person i love most.