Freedom .

fear of never loving again was once a fear of mine, but so was falling in love.
I fell and it broke.
it broke and I fell.
I was lonely and you were available.
you tormented my strength, my weight, my heart, my body, my soul, my vagina and my worth.
I let go and you held on; living young and dumb.
scared of whats next.
fears were dropped.
love was lost but quickly found.
peace and joy he had nourished me with.
a blessing in disguise; the blindness was uncovered and love was finally accepted.
FREEDOM AT LAST