You Showed Me

In all the relationships from my past, I thought I was possibly experiencing love.

I would give myself to that person, almost in a act of sacrifice, laying my heart at their feet.

I would hope for some kind of acknowledgment - some sign that they accepted me - and when it was not returned, I knew it must have been my fault some how, that I wasn't loving them wrong.

It was easy then for me to assume that I wasn't deserving of love.

So, I gave up.

It wasn't that I gave up on love. I knew it was out there, it just wasn't out there for me.

Or so I thought...

You showed me, not in a guidance sort of way, but in a completeness I can't even describe, but I'll try...

Love is giving freely of myself, not in sacrifice, but in unconditionally radiating my full being in happiness and appreciation to another, without concern for acceptance.

Love is knowing I am enough, worthy, and, maybe I'm not perfect, but I'm perfect enough in who I am.

Love is recognizing those qualities in others, and seeing their beauty when they may not see it completely in themselves.

And in immersing myself fully in that understanding, I did't have to look for love.

You, my Love, found me.

Thank you.

I love you so very much, Baby xx
DepthsUnknown DepthsUnknown
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1 Response Aug 3, 2010

You found me, my Love x