I adore you. I care about you.
The more my feelings for you, the
more I grow frightened, that I
might fail in your eyes.
I am
to lose your respect.
That would cut so deep. The
more my adoration grows, it
seems the more my weaknesses
and flaws
are a liability. To
have you see me as anything less
than perfect, is a fear that
grows each day.
In the quest for
perfection, the more my insecurities
shine bright.
The only thing left
to do is trust you.
Trust that you
care for all of me, including my
That your understanding
will help and allow understand me.

I trust you.

- Victoria Palmer

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