this is love.
My voice trembled
as I sat in the chair
warm, soft, inviting
uncomfortable.
To this stranger I had never met
I told on hIM.
hE.
Not much older than me
shut the door
locked me in
told me to takeoffmyclothes
and mOLESTED me.
over ten years.
silence and aGAIN
silence and aGAIN
please yet aGAIN
silence and aGAIN
waiting fOREVER?
Tell me. Mommy? Daddy? Why do I have to love hIM? But why? ... fine. In this chairwhich I sat the years I took the time I wavered ...But we're family! No.It is wrong b e c a u s e hE is family. waiting... time. tears.and hE is gone. but. why. am. i. still. lost? ----- in the timethat i have triedto healon my owni have realized
healing is hard.
i was warned that love a relationship intimacy
it would be scary.
yet still
when spring came
i could not resist
its allure.
i fell in love. with a man who loves me just the same.he invigorates me,cares for me,dreams of me,empowers me. i look at him. i see my lover. i see a spouse. i see my future.
every day i am aware of my beating heart
of how lucky i am to have a guy who is willing to help heal me. this is love. this is love. this IS love.