There are the times when you slowly sneak up behind me, wrap your strong arms around me. You pull me into your warm body and put your chin on my shoulder, and just hold me awhile.
I want to admit to you something...sometimes this makes me uncomfortable.
Because in this moment, I feel more comfortable, safe, vulnerable, and loved...than I have ever known and I wonder if I deserve to feel this way.
I wonder if I am beautiful, I wonder if I am perfect enough to be held this way.
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