Have you ever been vulnerable on the ground? You've been knocked down and the person in front of you portrays themselves as some god to your universe. I had never really valued myself before. I never knew what my value was. Have you ever been so disconnected from yourself that you give another your soul? It was then I realized once it was in the wrong hands how beautiful it was. How rare and bright. I had never seen it before until they had grasped it. It was also then that I realized the mistake I made. I was slit open. Bleeding helplessly through fingers that could never actually feel. That could never understand the creation of that foreign thing they tore apart. Right before my eyes I see what I've done. I couldn't help but want to nurture it. Almost evaporated yet still present. Something still grows within. Like a flower; you will bloom again. From now on, you will only ever rest in my hands.
©lilac
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