...that I'll never be "healed" enough for love.
I look at myself and still see all of the issues
faulty reasonings and distorted cognitions.
I call myself a crazy Virgo
and wonder if I'll ever find someone
who will want to deal with someone as wounded as me.
I run away from anybody with the insight and ability
to see the scars I try so meticulously to hide.
I don't know if I have the courage to be this vulnerable;
but I can't live another moment with fear.
I want to experience deep, fulfilling and soul purifying love.
I deserve to.
The biggest lie I tell myself is that I'll never be "healed" enough for love.
The truth is, pure love will heal me if I allow it.