Where I Keep the Gate

I’m not closing my heart.

But I am choosing where I keep the gate.

Access to me is not earned by familiarity alone.

It’s earned by care, consistency, and protection.

Some boundaries don’t exist to push people away —

they exist to preserve what is tender and real.

I’m learning that mutuality isn’t something you negotiate yourself into.

It’s something that shows up — or it doesn’t.

So today, I release what asks me to stay open while staying unchosen.

I release what blurs lines and calls it closeness.

I make room — not for absence, but for alignment.

And I trust that what recognizes this will know how to meet me here.

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