My wounds are still raw…
Fragile and delicate…
Paper thin layers healing the surface…
But still healing…
I grew up without love…
Eventually I believed I could live without it…
Maybe that’s why I fear it the most…
When I know deep down…
It’s all I will ever need…
Nothing else could ever fill that void…
When I welcomed love into my life…
It shattered my darkest fears…
And gave me life…
