Poeter.se logo icon
Redan medlem?   Logga in




 
You don't love me, you want me, but not me, the person you have decided I am.


I know it isn't me that you love.

A person who can't understand me, could never be with me.
A person whom does not understand how I love can't truly love me, only the idea of me. Their own made up version of who I am.
But I'm not for someone to sculpture to their liking, this is me, I am real and I need to be who I am.

I'm a very damaged soul, whom been through too much betrayal, too much loss. Therefore I'm a sceptical person, a person that have a hard time trusting others. Therefore I'm not a very forgiving soul, if you would to break my trust, do me wrong, I'll never be able to trust you again. I've been fooled too many times and even now I can fall for spells and nice words when behind the smile there is only evil.

But I'm also a person who holds so much love, I can see beauty in everything, in everyone and if you have deserved my love, you'll have so much of it.
I hold love for everyone, friends and lovers.
I'm a person that loves the idea of spiritual freedom, being naked, physical affection, not necessarily sexual, sleeping next to a friend, to sit in a friends lap, hold someone, hug people. Just physical contact with people.
I am, all this and so much more and no one is allowed to try to change me.




Fri vers av Monticha
Läst 249 gånger och applåderad av 1 personer
Publicerad 2015-11-03 12:19



Bookmark and Share

  > Nästa text
< Föregående

Monticha
Monticha