When your own mother did not desire to love you as her own daughter, it becomes harder to believe that someone can love you forever.
Hence when men left me, my heart’s too numb to be bruised. Pain is really something my mind refused. Ever since I was that baby left outside an orphanage door, I have never expected for anything more.
After decades of embracing my single blessedness, I stumbled upon Him who some say can accept and love all my past mess.
It was then I was able to prove that there is indeed someone who can give the love you think you don’t deserve. He is just waiting for you to surrender all your anger-reserves.
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer