I’m not perfect
And I don’t pretend to be
I’ve soaked in my solitude..
With the people that “love me the most” around me.
I’ve built ways to protect my heart...
I don’t know how to fully keep my soul open to another human being.
I’m fully aware of the spirit that moves my body.
And I’m also no stranger to how soft my center is.
Who I love the most is who I protect my heart from the most...