in the chills of the night, I could feel your warms arms around mme, hugging me and telling me everything would be fine, but I never wanted to be so weak. I look at myhands now, it is a comfort, to be loved, a comfort I never realized, or never would admit to. Perhaps when one is too modest, they loose some of who they are. Maybe I didn't want that warmth in my mind, but in my heart I loved it. I felt special. That was it. I felt special. You look at me, and your eyes tell me that I am special. Perhaps I should have listened to them before and not ignored the advice they had to offer me. Telling me that you cared for me and that I did have something in me that I couldn't see because I blinded myself to it. I love you, that is all there is to it, I can't ever give into doubt of myself again. I am something. I am someon who can mannage to do something with her life. I wont waist the chance I've recieved.
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