Scars Like Stories

My scars are not shame.
They are battle hymns,
whispers from the fires I walked through.
They hum softly when the world grows quiet—
reminding me that pain once lived here
but didn't win.
Each mark, a punctuation in my survival story.
Each healed wound,
a signature of strength.

When I Eventually Meet Him

I have loved — deeply, fiercely, vulnerably.
I have given — my time, my heart, my essence.
I have waited — with hope tucked beneath every heartbeat.
I have sacrificed — parts of me that can never be replaced.
But still, love has eluded me... or perhaps, not yet found its way home.

I’m still waiting — not out of desperation, but with sacred patience.
Waiting for him... the one whose voice will soothe my weary soul,
Whose presence will silence the chaos within me.
The one whose gaze will see me — all of me — and choose me every time.

When I eventually meet him,
I won’t need grand gestures or perfect poetry.
I’ll know him by the peace he brings to my spirit,
By the way my heart will exhale in his arms.

To him, I will give the best of me — the woman I’ve become through pain,
Through growth, through resilience.
I will honour him with loyalty,
Love him with grace,
Adore him with a kind of softness only true love can unlock.

And all I ask — is to be the only woman in his world.
Not just in presence, but in thought, in dreams, in destiny.
To be his calm, his home, his forever.

When I eventually meet him,
It will not just be a meeting — it will be a divine alignment.
And in that moment, every tear I’ve cried and every lonely night I’ve endured
Will make perfect, beautiful sense.

When You Look at Me

When you look at me,
the world slows its frantic pace.
Even the loudest noise becomes a whisper,
and the ticking clock forgets to race.
Your eyes—deep wells of calm—
speak to me in verses
no language could contain.
They remind me that love doesn’t shout,
it simply exists,
breathing peace into the chaos.

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