I dedicate this to the ones that almost broke me. Thank you.
I dedicate this to the ones that squeezed my heart, delighting in its squishy demise, only for it to resurrect with Play-Doh resilience.
To you who I never got to love.
To beloveds that always scrape up my battered everything and never react to my tears.
To warriors who kick down doors when I retreat and think I can only be small.
To my folly that always leads to great fortune.
I dedicate this to scar tissue preferred over death.
Thank you.
Tessism.com 