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I've had men look at me many different ways...

with lust

with disgust

with anger

with heartache

but never with love.

I want a man to look at me with love...

but I don't need it

because I know the one

who is the lover my soul.

He has examined my heart

and found it worth dying for.

He crafted my body, 

from every freckle to every imperfection,

and called me unique and beautiful.

So any man can whisper compliments in my ear,

but only his words of affirmation matter.