Call me your Qarinha
I am not the type to persuade your view
I will not challenge your beliefs about me
About my heart
About my volition
About my aim
The core of who I am
how I interact with the world
If my withdrawal was your goal
You have your wish
I will put away the things that cause you discomfort
I will be your bright eyed girl
No moments of despair
No expectations
Your shoulders carry enough
My reality is my own
Silent battles with myself
The agony lies not in facing them alone,
But in knowing that you see me that way.
You see me as a monster
The antithesis of what I sought to create with you
I have to accept that I repel those I love
That I triggered your vagal response
You, that i love like no other
Whose opinion is treasure
Whose graces I chase
Looks at me with hesitation
Proceeds with caution
I cant change the perception of a mind that is a fortress
How I love that fortress
It awakens parts of me that lay dormant
Even when you chide me, I love you more
My love for you lives without your validation or reciprocation
