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Power

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The power one can hold. I’ve been sharing my love and loyalty with someone so worthy. It feels as if I’m in middle school with butterflies in my stomach. I feel protected. For once, I feel first, loved, and cared for. The materialistic things are appreciated, it’s also very new to me. But Jesus, everything else is so much better. I’m talking about having someone who wants to see you grow and succeed. Someone wants me to become the woman I truly want to be and will offer their support through this all. That princess treatment everyone talks about, yeah it exists and is so new to me, but I love every moment of it. I am forcing myself to accept all this because I have been wishing for nothing but love. The motivation to support me in becoming who I would like to be is incredible. I feel free and myself, even when I have my butterflies flying, I am still so comfortable. And for him, I am forever grateful.

The power obtained is wonderful, I’ve thought out the adventure that awaits, and the memories to create. I’ve begun attracting what I want the future to look like. In such a short amount of time, things have drifted for me, and I have made so much progress within myself. Which is all I ever wished for.

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