Love is Not a Competition, But It Should Be Mine

Battle For Love

The Illusion of Competitive Love

In a world where love is often portrayed as a game to be won, a chase to be completed, or a prize to be claimed, I find myself standing at a crossroads.

I am willing to fight against the world for you, against odds, against time, against every force that dares to come between us. But what I cannot do is compete to win your love.

Love is Not a Battlefield

Love should not be measured in victories or losses. It should not be a battlefield where one proves their worthiness over another. If love is true, it should not demand competition.

It should demand commitment, trust, and an unspoken bond that ties two souls together.

A Love That is Truly Mine

Yet, here I am, longing for a love that is undeniably, unquestionably mine. Not through conquest, not through rivalry, but through the purity of what we share.

I do not wish to stand in a queue or race against unseen opponents for a place in your heart. My love is not a bid placed at an auction, nor is it a challenge to be overcome.

It is a silent promise, a never-ending devotion, a feeling that belongs to you and only you.

Redefining the Meaning of Love

The world may try to define love through its own twisted lens, who chases harder, who holds on longer, who gives more. But in my heart, love is not about winning. Love is about belonging. And I want to belong to you, just as I want you to belong to me.

Love Beyond Competition

So, while I am ready to stand against the world for you, I cannot compete for something that should already be mine. Love, true love, needs no scoreboard, no contenders, just two hearts beating as one.

I will wait, Always Here

I won’t beg, I won’t plead,
Love isn’t a battle, nor a war to lead.
If his presence feels more right,
I’ll stay unseen, but never out of sight.

I won’t fade, I won’t let go,
In silent shadows, my love will grow.
And when you see, when you realize,
I was never gone, I was always here.

If love is meant for me, let it find me as I am unwavering, unyielding, and endlessly yours.

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