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My space is important to me. I'm writing it down this time so I don't forget it.
I won't let anyone tell me otherwise. I won't allow my emotions to override my hopes and dreams because I learned from my last relationship that words mean nothing to most. I know that words without actions are just promises broken and left unturned.
I built my walls so high that only the godly and faithful can break them. My heart is open but I AM my hopes,my dreams, and wishes. Noone can take those away.
He left me broken, like a wounded warrior, an angel with clipped wings - devestated and broken, in the abyss of lost "I Love You's" and a promising bright future.
Now, I walk with my sword held high, standing in my truth... and those who love me will allow me my space, my solitude because they know I am faithful and am not going anywhere. Like the pheonix, she hides in dark caverns to repair, to heal, to rise again.
Standing in my divine feminine power. The one who loves me will not fear, fight or try to persuade me from my path but embrace me and meet me half-way.