She wanted to be exposed. Hot sun. Wet grass. Rough hands. Explore.

…Although, she never found it within herself to believe in freedom. She was the prisoner and the jailer, in one…

Exposed to the elements. Tangled hair. Scraped knees. Naked skin. Vulnerable.

Exposed to herself. Human. Broken. Ugly.

She wished humanity could be beautiful again.
She feared she could never believe in happiness; feel hope, again.

Utility, efficiency, necessity … her mantra.

She longed to remember how to dream once more.

She yearned for open skies and lean legs. When morality mattered.

… She wanted to be exposed. Heartbeat. Heartbreak. She wanted to have a heart, again.