I need more kindness.
I need more love.
I need more gentleness, more support.
I need more faith in my own person.
I need more trust.
I am thursty.
Thirsty for love.
Thirsty for lust.
Thirsty for gentleness.
Thirsty for kindness.
Drink it all up.
Pour into your own cup or feel the thirst. For it is that longing for more no matter how much you pour.
The bottomless emptiness no one can fill. It's a chore to try.
Dry.
Dry it up.
Clap your hands for your damn self.
Hand up. Show your needs.
Be vulnerable. Pour into another's cup.
Clapp.
For.
Your.
Damn.
Self.
And be happy and deeply grateful for everyone who does join you honestly and keep being aware of those silent ones around.
Trust your intuition always.
And only that.
No matter what.
YOU are in charge.
Let that guard down that you so carefully have surrounded yourself in.
Let people in.
Let love in.
I allow love in.
I allow support in.
I take full responsibility for myself and my energy.
I stand vulnerably in my own power.
I promise and commit to being there for me no matter what at all times, to love and support myself continously, consciously, lovingly, kindly persistently.
I promise to love myself no matter what so dearly, so fiercly, so faithfully like no one else ever has and like I know I don't wven know I deserved right now ;-)
I promise to carry myself on my own two hands and keep maintaining my own garden only now.
