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Your mind worked like a thousand needles, Please don't let it hurt me as I am feeble. Underneath the pressure, I wished to stop the storm, Give you space, maybe you were overworn. But never came the time to set you free, That choice was yours, not up to me. Maybe someday you'll decide to see, What it means to build a home in my sea. Drifting in fragility, But my ocean brings stability. Tranquility, Real love! Don't you see? I know you see, but your mind won't calm. It tells you things that are so wrong. So wrong indeed! How could it ever tell you that my love would flee? So, to all of those with BPD Love stands strong, steady as the sea. Whether you drift or anchor, it's here endlessly. Wherever you choose, wherever you roam, Just know, in your heart, there is a home