She was forced to be strong,
Her gentle nature hidden within the folds of her heart.
Love has been fleeting,
Each time tearing her apart.
Vulnerability is weakness in her mind,
Afraid she’ll be left behind...
A lioness taking on the role of the lion
Very keen,observant, and precise,
This time— indecisiveness won’t suffice
Her armored exterior is no longer protection,
How could she allow her heart to commit this transgression.
Her armor is no longer needed,
Without it she is lost,
Forced to accept the underlying truth,
She will never again be crossed.
Without her shield,
Without her sword,
And now without her carefully placed protection,
She is no longer hidden...
With this new found freedom,
Who knows what will unfold,
Her story is still being written,
Watch me unfold 🌹