07/06/2026
I've been thinking a lot about adult relationships and how when people need you all the time it feels like love but it's often consumption.
Consumption vs Love
They call it love
when they swallow you whole.
Your skin, your time, your breath—
devoured because they_need_.
Leeches with sweet mouths.
You’re praised for bleeding.
You’re empty and they call you full.
But love—
love doesn’t claw.
Love hands you water
after you’ve been wrung dry.
Love says “rest,” and means it.
Love feeds you back
until your spine straightens,
until your voice comes home.
I was eaten alive
and thought it was devotion.
Now I know:
If it costs my light,
it was never love at all.
Love brings energy.
And I’m done starving.