poem about wanting to be loved
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I am Icarus
I am Icarus, and, you, my sun. Big. Bright. Beautiful. Enchanting. Without so much as a second thought, my wings started to move. Slow at first, hesitant, and then faster and faster until the wind carresing my cheeks felt exhilarating. Heart racing, I’m smiling, hands stretched out towards your light—closer, closer, and closer. I started… Continue reading
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To be
Let me put this out there for the world to know because I express myself better in writing than I will ever do in speaking these wants into existence. I want to be loved. I want to be held softly, and with consideration. I want to be spoken to gently, and listened to intently. I… Continue reading
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