Anyone can grow into something beautiful.
I felt my true unworthy self to be far away from his clutching grasp hidden from his admiring gaze.
Hate can be passionate or disengaged; it can come from dislike but also from fear.
Your behavior is a choice; it isn't who you are.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
Now as an adult my hopes for the future were simple: I wanted to be alone and to be surrounded by flowers. It seemed finally that I might get exactly what I wanted.
Perhaps the unattached the unwanted the unloved could grow to give love as lushly as anyone else.