A Handful

Maybe I'm a handful,

possibly even two. 

 

My history

makes my heart sag,

heavy with trauma.

 

I milk affection

from others

because I'm insecure.

 

I cleave to someone

until they extract

themselves from my life.

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  Imho the real you is a

 

Imho the real you is a shining sun without need for others



 

 

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You Mean

That's not the way it works for everyone? I am not insecure - too busy being needy. Ha ha - they almost made trauma my middle name - but Louise will have to do. Acquaintences run from me pulling out their hair. I'd be sensitive about it but I thought that was norm for everybody. 

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