I am the one who
loves the dress. I am the one who does
not show her face. I am she who still
hopes to be loved and valued, to be seen as beautiful, to be wanted, to be seen,
to be safe.
I am the one who would love with everything I am. I am she who would surrender completely to the
will of one I trust. I am she who knows
how to trust and how to hope and how to let go. I am she who cries and the one who wants to be held and be known and be safe.
I am she who wants to please, the one who wants to be told
that I have done well, that I am worth wanting, that I am worth having. I am she who desires to put those I love before
myself because I love.
I am the one who knows the way to the place the others
cannot go.
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