Wednesday, December 8, 2010

My dear (2010)

You would think he could do that for you.

You would think that since you don't hold your body back from him, you wouldn't hold your heart. 

You would think that the spiritual connection you boast about would help you feel comfortable in letting him in completely.

You would think.

What I think? Maybe you should start considering him as a candidate. Ask him how he feels. Who knows? You might be suprised to find out that he's wanted you, fully, all along. 

But you, my dear, will never know. It hurts, but so it seems. You won't let your past be. 

You have potential, we know. There is a reason we practice patience with your tidal waves of emotion. There is a reason we walk on egg shells. But guarding you doesn't work, so we set you free.

You, my dear, are free to love him. You are free to remember and smile. We love you, and we care. Our pasts stretch out for miles.

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