I’m just trying to become someone who the child inside me will not hate. I’m trying to be everything she needed and did not receive. She is so lonely still. It’s not fair that she is so lonely still.
The first time our eyes met across a crowded room, it was not love at first sight. Love did not grab me by the throat. Instead when I looked at you, I saw the flowers in the meadow I used to play in as a child. What I mean to say is, every time I think of you, I remember the safest, most sacred place I ever knew. Every time I touch you, my whole body blossoms with wildflowers.
