Perhaps to be understood..

Perhaps wanted to be understood than loved,

To have someone see the depths of your soul,

To know your innermost thoughts and feelings,

And accept you without trying to control.

Love can be fleeting, a passing breeze,

A flame that flickers and fades away,

But to be understood, truly seen,

Is a gift that will always stay.

For understanding requires empathy,

The ability to step into another's shoes,

To feel what they feel, see what they see,

And understand their joys and their blues.

To be understood is to be known,

To be accepted for who you truly are,

Without fear of judgment or rejection,

Without having to hide behind a mask or a facade.

So perhaps it's true, what they say,

That understanding is greater than love,

For to be understood is to be truly alive,

To feel seen, heard, and acknowledged.