True love doesn’t wait for perfection. It meets you in your chaos, your flaws, your scars.

It stays when storms rage, when nights feel endless, when you doubt yourself. It doesn’t run from your darkness—it holds you in it.

True love is presence: the quiet “I’m here” when you’re broken, the hand held when you’re afraid, the laughter at your quirks.

It chooses you again and again, even when it’s hard, even when it hurts. It sees beauty in your mess, strength in your struggle, light in your shadows.

Love is not about finding someone flawless—it’s about finding someone willing to grow, to fight, to stay. It’s a promise to walk together, to build meaning in imperfection. #TrueLove is home.

Better Late than Never
by Crissy Bliss Addams

The minute I heard my first love story,
I thought I had to go searching—
out there, somewhere, in someone else’s arms.

Truth is, love was already here,
woven into me all along.
Turns out the real work wasn’t chasing it,
but noticing the walls I’d built against it.

Every fear, every scar, every doubt—
they were just barriers I had to soften,
so love could finally breathe through.

Coming home to my #truelove
isn’t about finding perfection.
It’s about presence—
the quiet “I’m here” when things feel heavy,
the choice to stay, again and again,
even when it’s hard, even when it hurts.

And when I let those walls fall,
I see it clearly:
love isn’t out there waiting.
Love is here,
and home is the heart that chooses it.

🌿 Learning to Stay

True love begins within.
It’s the voice that says,
“I see your mess, and I’m not leaving.”

It’s the hand you offer yourself
when you’re spiraling,
the breath you take
instead of breaking.

It’s choosing to stay
when shame says run,
to soften
when judgment screams.

It’s laughing at your quirks,
forgiving your past,
and holding space
for who you’re still becoming.

You are not too much.
You are not too late.
You are worth staying for.

*This is a follow up poem to True Love https://tech.lgbt/@Crissy/115533173514914505

#SelfLove #Healing #TrueLove #Poetry #FediversePoets

True love doesn’t wait for perfection. It meets you in your chaos, your flaws, your scars.

It stays when storms rage, when nights feel endless, when you doubt yourself. It doesn’t run from your darkness—it holds you in it.

True love is presence: the quiet “I’m here” when you’re broken, the hand held when you’re afraid, the laughter at your quirks.

It chooses you again and again, even when it’s hard, even when it hurts. It sees beauty in your mess, strength in your struggle, light in your shadows.

Love is not about finding someone flawless—it’s about finding someone willing to grow, to fight, to stay. It’s a promise to walk together, to build meaning in imperfection. #TrueLove is home.

Today, after almost 32 years together, my partner, Chloe and I are marrying.

Despite the Supreme Court's rewriting of history and fervid overinterpretation by transphobes everywhere, we are marrying as wife and wife.

#TransRights #TrueLove

Today, after almost 32 years together, my partner, Chloe and I are marrying.

Despite the Supreme Court's rewriting of history and fervid overinterpretation by transphobes everywhere, we are marrying as wife and wife.

#TransRights #TrueLove