Been imagining what it might be like to meet someone that knew me ,before. Just called me

[i][quote]He remembered a me
who could not lie
who did not know how
who's eyes were a window
not shutters on my soul

He remembered me
before virginity was a question
and innocence was stolen[/quote][/i]

And my feeling upon this, is you really wish you had that shutter left, for your window into your own soul to say, no and they listened. I apologize if I'm reading this reading wrong,

I hope you reclaim what it once meant to be you, you remember him (you) before, those who took you away from yourself. It's really all you have left, no matter how you look, and I do see a young man frozen from a time of his life (in your words, and in my reading), but I feel your writing helps you release yourself.

There is no undoing the wrongs another commits upon you, there is also no acceptance, other than accepting yourself, they don't see... You hold many gifts, all I can say, let them (you) in as you can.

Kudos to a vulnerable write and I hope it brought [i]some[/i] catharsis. The you you are right [i]now[/i] is pretty incredible, but oh how I wish it would've been different for you [i]then[/i]. As in a [i]nonexistent[/i] happening.....

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Im so glad you shared this hon. Hugs

Wow... You tickled old memories 👍🏼🙏🏼