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Mar 2018
you, my love, a universe all your own, stars and impossibilities
you, my sun, with a smile like no other, genuine and glowing
the way your eyes can be a gentle gray, a midday sky, a dark ocean in the low light
from the lightest of freckles that dust your face, star, you are beautiful
it's the way your soul shines right through you
light pouring out your very being like sunday morning blinds
this is the way i see you
in those little idle moments

it strikes me in these lonely hours of night
everything you are
and the burning fear
of how little i am to compare
i love my partner dearly but i don't know how they could ever be attracted to me ****
in a physical sense at least. emotionally we have a lot in common and very similar ideas and life stories but like.. ******* are they beautiful, and i try not to feel any sort of negativity about this great and patient thing we have going, and i know that physical appearance shouldn't mean anything, but.. my partner is a treasure. the way i feel when i look at them is so impossible to describe. it matters to me and it aches that i don't think they could ever see me that way. it doesn't bother me so much about our relationship as it does about myself, so i won't let it affect things, but yeah.
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
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