I had never met a man Who kissed my insecurities, Tended my distorted perceptions, And traced lips across my scarred skin.
I was worthy to be lavished upon. In your eyes, I was more than a trophy. My figure was temptful but valued; Every penny was well-spent.
You brought back what should have been. My previously unmet expectations Brought my hopes down; Your gentleness built them back up again.
We may not have worked out... But your pursuit taught me a lesson: I am lovely and fine with being "incomplete" Three adventurous months with you... were enough for me.
For NM
I don't know if all of this makes sense. But, thank you for tending my wounds. Thank you for reminding me of what I deserve (and what I don't). For showing me how I should (and shouldn't) be treated. I am lovely; I should be treated as such.