Yesterday I felt like a Madonna lily worshiped like a Queen by the Greeks. It was as if I was taken back in time to 1580 b.c. I felt seen. My body tingled with excitement. The attention was overwhelming. Everybody wanted me. Everybody needed me, to feel alive. The symbolism kept me together like the stars in the midnight sky. I felt whole again like a perfect sunset on a hot summer day, or the blissful moment you get from witnessing a rainbow after an afternoon shower. Then it happened..
Suddenly I felt dismantled. Unappreciated. Torn. I found myself disappearing almost fading away. Unwanted, thrown away like an old toy you’ve outgrown. My heart was in between this place of being left and being chosen.
My mom always said that I was a diamond in the rough, I do not see myself with lack of refinement. I'm a lion. Roaring. Persisting. Shining. My exterior is as bold and as bright as the sun. So was I left or shielded from a forever in between?
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