This scares me.
My ability to so easily give all of me so quickly and freely after years of torturous growth
After painful rivers of bloodshed
How can you ever trust when you don’t know the meaning of
or the sound of
I’m scared that my mangled heart can’t take more
Can’t repair and repeat
because it’s been in constant reconstruction and reducing
creating walls and barriers all of which I destroyed myself for you
I’m scared because I see what I want and need but my lack of self-esteem and self-worth during bonding moments make me deaf to your reassuring words
and powerful actions.
I’m scared I tell you
Your arms tell me as your heart guides me.
I love you.
Gabriela A Tejada
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