And there, I found myself. My reflection in those eyes showing me how much more brilliant than I ever thought or ever knew I was. To see myself through another's eyes was to see myself brand new, shiny, and perfect in all my imperfections, not despite them. I will forever be grateful to this human being for bringing me back to me, for creating a safe space where I could explore who I was on a deeper level and still be accepted and supported and admired. Someone who could bring comfort and inspiration all at once. Because someone believed in me, when I had forgotten how to believe in myself, I could stay and still feel free. The most vulnerable moment was in trusting me to trust them. That one could meet me fully was enough for me to open myself up and grow. So beautiful, the things one knew resided in my soul before I ever had a clue. This person opened the door to limitless possibilities for me, and yet demanded nothing. We did not just give and receive love. Together, we became love. Unselfish, giving, mirrors and kindred souls. This could be my home forever, but even a moment with another is enough to transform me. I return again and again to those words, that warmth, the presence, the humanity. I fall over and over and over, near or far. Each time different, familiar, but not the same. Neither of us are the type for games, neither satisfied with good enough. I doubted what I wanted could exist - but then this came, and for a little while, I could experience what I had always dreamed about. A love that does not run out. Mutuality. Passion and friendship intertwined. Respect and reverence for each moment. Laughter overcoming sadness. A connection felt at a visceral, cellular level. Two bodies that long to unite, two spirits that love to dance together, two hearts that echo one another's call, two minds aligned.
I am the angry woman I'm bleeding white-hot rage My fury of tears will drown you You should all feel afraid. My tongue is poised for lashing My feet are here to crush My lungs are filled with fire I cannot stop the rush. My skin is scalding ashes Of a burning, ember heart My words beat down like hail My screams are lightning darts. Watch me drink the poison And wait for you to die I am the angry woman But you all think I lie.
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