You must not be owned by your perpetrator. He does not deserve you. The torment of his spirit is so great that it spilled into you, and the goodness of your soul is so profound that you held his agony in the chalice of your body. So great was his outpouring of suffering that you could not contain it in the space you had, so you opened great canyons within yourself for his pain to pour into, lest you drown in the dark rushing waters racing over you from his open floodgate with the faulty latch. That is how powerful you are. That is how perfect your love is.
Posted on: Mon, 15 Sep 2014 13:04:50 +0000