Who?
I breath.
I live.
I am.
My love for him is strong.
I cannot win against the winds of passion
I will not survive against the blazing sun of pride
I shall not stand up and confess my deep desire to be his
But I did
I breathed.
I lived.
I am not.
Who am I?
Was I good enough?
Why?
No.
I am breathing.
I am alive.
I am me.
My love for myself is what makes me me
My love for me is what makes myself
How he feels will not control me
How he feels will not crush me
I will not lose myself while trying to gain him
I am
I am
I am...
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