What you think you knew...
I thought you would come in...in on your white horse and somehow rescue me.
but long ago I discovered I am too old to be a damsel in distress. That I was to young to be an old boot too.
Stuck in the middle I go insane watching...waiting
for the "I told you so's to flow in".
But days like today I will never forget the butterfly
I ran from like a toddler scared to death
and I grabbed onto the nearest thing to me
hardly you.
SO when I realized I had latched onto to someone ...
I felt glad to be able to latch
an abilty I long sense lost in my sadness with you.
Human touch is a gift not a given.
you can love someone to death and never hug or physically love them...I fear this but reaching out to someone is hard.
I want to feel the kind of love that even when I am sleeping I can still hear a faint version of their voice calling my name...
I want to give my world away again to share...
not to feel isolation.
People wonder why I hate be touched but of course to me it is obvious.
I feel with every embrace you are welcoming another
and what if you feel betrayed, how will that person know
if you just go on as if everything is fine and you feeling don't matter.
Describe me...
I am 5'8"
I weigh 137
I have dark eyes
I have dark hair (all braided back in to a ponytail)
I am a very tanned color like the color of a walnut shell.
I have an athletic build.
My nose is pierced.
I have 7 tattoos.
thinking about this makes me exhausted at least I don't have to work tomorrow.
Hensly was fun and saved my ass today at work.
He taught me so much that the owner couldn't becasue his english isn't very good.
I need romance.
but long ago I discovered I am too old to be a damsel in distress. That I was to young to be an old boot too.
Stuck in the middle I go insane watching...waiting
for the "I told you so's to flow in".
But days like today I will never forget the butterfly
I ran from like a toddler scared to death
and I grabbed onto the nearest thing to me
hardly you.
SO when I realized I had latched onto to someone ...
I felt glad to be able to latch
an abilty I long sense lost in my sadness with you.
Human touch is a gift not a given.
you can love someone to death and never hug or physically love them...I fear this but reaching out to someone is hard.
I want to feel the kind of love that even when I am sleeping I can still hear a faint version of their voice calling my name...
I want to give my world away again to share...
not to feel isolation.
People wonder why I hate be touched but of course to me it is obvious.
I feel with every embrace you are welcoming another
and what if you feel betrayed, how will that person know
if you just go on as if everything is fine and you feeling don't matter.
Describe me...
I am 5'8"
I weigh 137
I have dark eyes
I have dark hair (all braided back in to a ponytail)
I am a very tanned color like the color of a walnut shell.
I have an athletic build.
My nose is pierced.
I have 7 tattoos.
thinking about this makes me exhausted at least I don't have to work tomorrow.
Hensly was fun and saved my ass today at work.
He taught me so much that the owner couldn't becasue his english isn't very good.
I need romance.