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Jun 2015
Love, love, love.....
Something I have been afraid of. To show affection? I see that as a weakness. And the unfortunate truth is, I am full of affection. I'm full of affection, compassion, and emotional depth. I feel twice as much as the average person, and I loath it.


Throughout the rough moments of my life, I have tried to become as tough as a rock. To feel nothing would be a pure bliss. To no longer feel, means to no longer hurt. But, it also means to no longer love, to no longer receive happiness. The way I have seen it, love is vulnerability. I try to see it as a pathetic weakness, but at this moment in my life I see it as courageous. One of the most courageous things I could do with all of the damages my past has caused me.

To be vulnerable to someone, to be vulnerable to you. I was losing who I was. I was willing to lose myself, to change myself as a person because I feared the agonizing pain of being hurt once again. Then, you came. You showed me your light. You showed me your aura. You introduced me to love, and showed me it was okay to feel. I no longer fear being vulnerable, or in love. It's okay, you taught me to keep myself. To feel everything is a bliss. I am vulnerable to you. I love you.
I'm falling. Prose poetry.
Ashley
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Ashley  America
(America)   
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   mark cleavenger
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