You offer me redacted love
And I accept
That I get the censored you
Telling myself that
You’re not ready to commit
Because you’ve been hurt too much
And as such...
You need time
You need to see I can be trusted
With your heart
If I give you the time you need
And give you me
You’ll come to appreciate
All my womanly warmth
All my unique gifts
And since I have convinced myself of this
I am ridiculously accommodating
To the point of being nauseating
I make myself sick at the thought
Of what I'm tolerating
Yet the revulsion of being alone
Feeds the compulsion to be with you...
NaiNai (c) 2009
Excerpt fm 'Denial'