The writings of a Southern Belle born & raised in South Carolina, navigating between growing up & staying young and learning all the lessons in between.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Porch talk
I find that the cold air is clarifying. No man can touch me here. I am living without the burden of their rejection. My eyes are clear and my heart is stable. I sit outside looking out into the night and I'm at peace. With myself and my heart. I realize I am the owner of my feelings and no one controls that without my consent. I used to think I was too hard to let men in but it's become apparent that maybe men should step their game up. Show me that you're worthy of my heart. No games to be played.
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