My body always feels so... weak, and fragile, like I'm on the verge of shattering into a thousand pieces. No matter what form I take, as it turns out. And... I hate feeling vulnerable. Powerless. Like a strong gust of wind could knock me down. So... whenever I'm with you, and you use your strength to protect me, or comfort me, or catch me when I fall... I feel a little less weak. I feel like I'm... safe. Protected. Cared for.
[closes his eyes]
And you do that for me. Effortlessly. You even... surrender to me. I... love that. About you.
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My body always feels so... weak, and fragile, like I'm on the verge of shattering into a thousand pieces. No matter what form I take, as it turns out. And... I hate feeling vulnerable. Powerless. Like a strong gust of wind could knock me down. So... whenever I'm with you, and you use your strength to protect me, or comfort me, or catch me when I fall... I feel a little less weak. I feel like I'm... safe. Protected. Cared for.
[closes his eyes]
And you do that for me. Effortlessly. You even... surrender to me. I... love that. About you.