Letting Go by Jessica Yentemer
I was afraid of myself, of letting go--letting myself feel. I sought after my independence for so long, I feared losing it. But, I know now, I know myself, and I want that dependency. I surpressed my thoughts and feelings, guarding them with lies, because I was afraid of wanting someone who would leave me.
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I allowed myself, for a mere second, to touch your skin and let it pierce mine. It felt like gold rushing through my blood, adrenaline coursing through my veins, pixie dust glittering through my body. Like sunlight shining through rain clouds, forcing its way.
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I let go of myself completely and allowed my body to press against yours and wemeldedtogether. I had no thought, no mind; we were one being, all together, all as one. 06/11/2004 Posted on 06/11/2004 Copyright © 2024 Jessica Yen
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