To want to be held close,
But in the mind,
She's gotta prioritise.
Touch isn't what she needs,
It's what she sees.
And it hurts.
But, not at first.
After people meet her,
She's on their mind.
They devote the time.
With effort spent on her,
While thoughts are coming about her,
Keeping her running around her.
Busy she seems,
Which is why, their mind, is all she can be.
Wishes are not reciprocated.
Her opinion never feels appreciated.
They don't care to hear,
Until it is an invite to come near.
Only motivation:
Lust and sexualization,
Constant Demoralisation.
Causing moral confliction,
Repeated tested conviction.
Weighing out differences of limitation and restriction,
With standards having low expectations.
Boundaries must be high, rather than non existent.
No exceptions.
To receive this close connection,
She's going to need to release her strong protection.
Too hard to love behind a wall,
Too high for anyone to overcome this block of affection.
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Conflict Within Personal Restriction
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