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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