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I let him walk over me, because I felt safe in his arms. It was the thought of him leaving that kept me up at night, that's why I clinged to his chest.
Short poem written by me.
Too Fat, Too Clingy, Too Easy? No More.
When I weighed 232 pounds, I was told I was too fat to be loved by anyone. Now that I'm 165 pounds, I'm get told I'm too clingy to be loved by anyone.
My latest question now is: what gives? No matter the shape or size I am, it seems that no one really wants a relationship. And its not just me, it's a lot of people.
I have spent the later half of my young adult age making up for my mistakes and shortcomings in my childhood with being fat and coming from a strict family.Although that has given me great adventures, it has also left me with great heartache.
So to prevent the heartache in the future, I have decided to give up sex for good until I find someone who loves me. I have loved many and been loved back by few, truly loved by none.
I have settled for sex when I deserved more and now I choose to no longer do that. I will wait for love to find me again, not lust.
I like clingly. I like double texts. Phone calls. Goodmorning and goodnight texts. I like knowing someone cares. I like knowing they try.
Tell me you'll always love me
I am clingy.