Security

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Growing up, one thing we had was security.
Whether it was a blanket, toy, or a random item.
It was always there for us and never failed
To bring infinite comfort no matter what.

And as time grows, that security item may change.
Friends, family, music, shows, books.
Or even a boyfriend or girlfriend.
Maybe, it never does.

Maybe it's always been your childhood safety item.
That's okay.
Until one day you meet someone new.
And they flip your world upside down.

You start out as strangers, bashful to one another.
Then, you become closer as the days pass.
Wanting more and more with each passing day.
Suddenly, it feels like you are dependent on them.

Next thing you know is you feel you can't breathe without them.
You crave their touch like never before, like a drug.
It's so intoxicating, it's almost scary.
But, you feel safe with them and at peace.

Without a single thought of memory,
You suddenly think to yourself.
Wondering when did your security change?
It only feels like yesterday it was your blanket.

Now it's the one you call your partner.
And you feel okay with it.
A sigh of relief with a wave of relaxation
Overcomes you with a sense of peace.

The security that comes with them
Is something so magical;
So mesmerizing.
So calming.

To some, the sense of security between such items
Is almost identical.
And to others it's so different and new,
It's almost exhilerating.

Even then, having the same person as your security
Can feel ever so different.
From the moment you are a couple
To the moment you are at now.

From the new and fresh sensation,
To the old and ragged comfort for years.
Always changing to forever staying the same.
No matter what, nobody can change that; ever.

Security.
The one consistent item across all boards.
Unless, you seek different forms of security.
Even then, that is perfectly okay.
Just as long as you are being safe about it.

Security is the one thing in life
We will always have no matter what.
It's the one thing that we have till death.

Security.

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