This really hits home for me.
She doesn’t need to be fixed.
She doesn’t need to be saved.
And she surely doesn’t need anyone to complete her.
She only wants to be understood.
Not because she tries to be mysterious or hard to love, but because her soul was never built for shallow places.
She is an old soul.
A deep heart.
A woman who craves connection that reaches beneath the surface and love that feels like truth.
She tried ordinary love before.
The lukewarm kind.
The convenient kind.
The kind that looked good enough from the outside but left her spirit empty.
And she learned quickly that love without depth would never be enough for her.
Her road has not been easy, but she doesn’t ask for pity.
She has too much pride and too much self-respect to live inside her misfortunes.
She became strong because life never gave her another choice.
She endured.
She broke.
She burned.
And still, she rose.
The fires that tried to destroy her only forged the iron in her spirit.
That is why she guards her heart now.
Not because she is cold.
Because she is wise.
She knows better than to hand sacred pieces of herself to someone who has not earned them.
It will take patience to love her.
Compassion to understand her.
And a man strong enough to look past her walls and see the gold beneath her scars.
Because she is no ordinary woman.
She is a reborn warrior with a heart that still knows how to love deeply.
When she loves, she gives everything.
When she dreams, she chases it with fire.
When she chooses someone, it is never halfway.
But her kind of love is not for weak hearts.
Most will not know how to stand beside her.
Most will want her fire until they feel the heat.
And that is fine with her.
She doesn’t want most.
She wants the one meant for her.
The one who sees her clearly.
The one who honors the woman she fought so hard to become.
Maybe he arrives tomorrow.
Maybe he never comes at all.
Either way, she will be okay.
She is too strong not to be.
Too deep to settle.
Too wise to beg.
She is one of a kind.
Once in a lifetime.
And no matter how her story unfolds, she will write it her way.
Always unique.
Always strong.
Always beautifully free.
|ravenwolf
