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A blessing in disguise
I'm honored to have this lesson.
Such a beautiful blessing.
She will teach me how to love.
Not to shove.
Never again I'll take people for granted.
Never again I'll be afraid to show them how I feel.
It bugs me that this lesson was a short one.
This lesson was more like a message.
It's like if she told my heart to do when it didn't know what to do.
A confused heart it was.
But it never refused to listen.
It accepted this as a blessing.
Never in it's cold den has it ever felt the warmth of a woman.
It's all so new to my heart but it's still afraid.
Afraid to be rejected.
Afraid to be hurt once more.
So it takes it slow.
But the message brought upon me truly is a beautiful blessing of a lesson.
Such a beautiful blessing.
She will teach me how to love.
Not to shove.
Never again I'll take people for granted.
Never again I'll be afraid to show them how I feel.
It bugs me that this lesson was a short one.
This lesson was more like a message.
It's like if she told my heart to do when it didn't know what to do.
A confused heart it was.
But it never refused to listen.
It accepted this as a blessing.
Never in it's cold den has it ever felt the warmth of a woman.
It's all so new to my heart but it's still afraid.
Afraid to be rejected.
Afraid to be hurt once more.
So it takes it slow.
But the message brought upon me truly is a beautiful blessing of a lesson.
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