She.....

She has flashes of happiness; flashes of times when she knew real joy.

She has chosen, to some extent, to cut herself off from the world, yet she yearns to join it again.

She is angry at herself for being so cowardly. You see, not getting involved and not being part of anything real keeps her safe from being hurt even further.

Keeping herself at arms length from everyone keeps her from trusting, then having her trust crushed again.

She knows this is no way to live. She wants to be stronger than this.

She is just so cosy and warm in her comfort zone, and it's such an effort to move out of it.....


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