Out here with nothing but me and the water and the warm sand… I can see the moon wanting to grace me with her presence.
It is here that I realize that because I have peace and real actual love from a real mother. Because I find humor through my tears,in the midst of sorrow… that he envy’s me.
He wants for me to be as miserable as he.
Never with a moment of peace.
Forgently, he and I are not one in the same.
I find joy in the moon, the water.
my maker gives me peace. Cleanses my heart and my soul.
I find beauty in words, through music,art and nature.
I feel peace when alone in my own thoughts and find comfort when I pray.
My heart is now protected and I feel safe. I feel beauty in silence and peace in nature.
He, has no peace or rest. His days are always filled with pain and hurt. He knows not what it’s like to feel, to touch and to love. he knows not what it feels like to be at peace and rest in the assurance that he is wanted, because he has never felt wanted or truly protected and secure. His security was taken from him long ago and in that is his reason for wanting my pain. I am not his mirror, I am his opposite. Because of this he wants me to feel what he feels in a daily basis.
So selfish of him, isn’t it?

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