I haven’t heard from you in days.
I wonder if you’re ok, if we’re ok.
I wonder if it’s because you’re busy,
Or because you’re waiting for me to make some kind of move.
I am thinking about what it is you’re looking for.
And wondering if I’ll ever be able to give it to you.
Here is what I am saying:
We have different ways of being who we are.
We have different ways of sharing ourselves and each other
with others.
And I am saying, please
Accept me for what I am.
Because I accept you for all that you are.
part-broken, part-whole 
Superb Mahin… ever so often… i cyber-stalk you to recharge my mental sanity. Reading anything you’ve written sends energy waves into me- i feel like creating some thing – anything unique- because i can – and after reading you i feel i can…
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You give me too much credit. The fact is you are creative, we all are, to varying degrees. And whatever you create is yours and therefore unique. Sometimes I produce complete garbage, but it’s my garbage. That speaks for something, I think :). Much love.
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