Enough

My story is my own. It is mine to share with who I choose. 

 

 

Those who are safe. Those who will respect the pain. Those who have felt the deep loss of what could have been. Those who have mourned fully.

 

 

 

Those who have searched to their core, and found the bottom. 

 

 

 

Those who love me. Those that love me for what I am. Not what I give to them, or offer them. Those people who are whole with the knowledge of who they are. 

 

People who don't need anything from me. Those are the people I will give myself to. 

 

 

 

The spaces where I am enough. That is where I will make myself known.