Open your arms to me, again. I'm tired. I'm tired.
I miss you. I'm lost. I can't find a home. Please, call me back. Teach me to please you. Be patient with me. I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm sick of not being Joy. I'm sick of not pleasing you. Take it slow with me, please. Want me, please. Can we try this?
"Relax." "Enjoy." I want to be honest. I want to be open. I want to please you. I want you to have me. I want you to own me, to claim me. I want you.
I can't give up this fight. Damn the whole situation - not "idle swearing", as Lewis would have said - I won't give this up. If I give up, I'll believe You lied to me.
Don't let go. Be my Light! Open this door, and do not let it be shut.
Open this door, and send me through it.
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