sacred vows to my inner self

Innocent and tender, seeking love, affirmation, and connection

So desperate for a few scraps of compassion

Or a morsel of lovingkindness

Her vulnerability hangs on her like a garment

She is genuine and true and deeply good

Oh, and she is incredibly tenacious

How does she summon the courage and strength to approach me again?

Why doesn’t she hate me, who has treated her so poorly

And neglected her so thoroughly

And rejected her again and again

Where does this flowing stream of love and genuine adoration for me come from?

It’s pathetic, really

But the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed

And the day I joined with her, forsaking all others

Choosing to believe her, to believe in her, to love her unconditionally

My life began