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When I think about him, I cannot imagine that anything better exists. He treats me better than an angel, because even an angel isn't told everyday how beautiful she is, how amazing she is, and no angel can possibly be kissed the way I am kissed.
Is all this what I think it is? I am so scared to think sometimes, because the independent piece of me is still to fearful of the vulnerability. But when I am with him, I have no fears of weakness, because I know that no matter what, he will be strong for me. And through his touch, I am assured that no harm can even come near.
Watching the fireworks set the sky ablaze last nite, I felt so lucky, undeserving even. Not because I feel as if I am not good enough, but because I sometimes I wish I could open myself more for him. Who he needs is someone that can make him feel the way he makes me feel.
Alrite Siu. . .
Is all this what I think it is? I am so scared to think sometimes, because the independent piece of me is still to fearful of the vulnerability. But when I am with him, I have no fears of weakness, because I know that no matter what, he will be strong for me. And through his touch, I am assured that no harm can even come near.
Watching the fireworks set the sky ablaze last nite, I felt so lucky, undeserving even. Not because I feel as if I am not good enough, but because I sometimes I wish I could open myself more for him. Who he needs is someone that can make him feel the way he makes me feel.
Alrite Siu. . .