Love Me Through the Becoming

(Neo Soul / Spoken Soul / Jazzy R&B)

[Verse 1]

I spent so much time Learning how to carry worlds That nobody asked me Who was carrying me.

I spent so much time Being the lighthouse, I forgot What it felt like To be someone’s shore.

Funny thing is…

People see the strength.

The certainty.

The clarity.

The fire.

But they don’t always see The nights I sat with myself Trying to love humanity While humanity was teaching me How hard it can be to stay open.

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[Pre-Chorus]

‘Cause I never stopped loving.

That’s the strange part.

I never stopped loving.

Even when I should’ve walked away.

Even when I should’ve hardened.

Even when I should’ve become Everything that happened to me.

I kept choosing love.

Not because it was easy.

Because it was mine.

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[Chorus]

Love me through the becoming.

Love me through the change.

Love me when I’m growing.

Love me when I rearrange.

Don’t wait for the finished version.

Don’t wait for the final name.

Love me through the becoming.

Love me while I’m becoming.

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[Verse 2]

I know what it feels like

To hold a room together.

To be the listener.

The teacher.

The mirror.

The bridge.

The explanation.

The safe place.

The answer.

And still go home With questions of my own.

I know what it feels like To understand people deeply And still wonder If anyone truly understands me.

Not the words.

Not the ideas.

Not the work.

Me.

The one underneath all of it.

The one who still laughs too loud.

Still dreams too big.

Still hopes too much.

Still believes people can become more.

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[Pre-Chorus]

And maybe that’s my gift.

And maybe that’s my wound.

Seeing the beauty in people Before they can see it themselves.

Holding space For futures That haven’t arrived yet.

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[Chorus]

Love me through the becoming.

Love me through the change.

Love me when I’m growing.

Love me when I rearrange.

Don’t wait for the finished version.

Don’t wait for the final name.

Love me through the becoming.

Love me while I’m becoming.

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[Bridge]

I’ve buried versions of myself Nobody attended the funeral for.

I’ve celebrated victories Nobody knew I’d won.

I’ve crossed oceans Inside my own mind.

I’ve survived storms That never touched my skin.

And still…

I wake up.

Still willing.

Still curious.

Still open.

Still choosing love.

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[Breakdown]

Maybe that’s why my heart hurts sometimes.

Not because it is broken.

Because it stays open.

Because every goodbye enters.

Every hello enters.

Every lesson enters.

Every loss enters.

Every possibility enters.

And I let them.

I let them all teach me.

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[Final Chorus]

Love me through the becoming.

Not after.

Not someday.

Not when it’s easier.

Not when the work is done.

Love me while I’m learning.

Love me while I grow.

Love me while I’m reaching

For places I don’t know.

Because if you wait For me to stop becoming,

You’ll wait forever.

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[Outro]

I am still becoming.

Still unfolding.

Still remembering.

Still forgiving.

Still building.

Still loving.

And maybe…

Maybe that’s what my soul Has been trying to say all along.

I never wanted perfection.

I only wanted someone

To love me

Through the becoming.