It's a horrifying thing not knowing your worth. But whats even worse, is that it can leave you vulnerable. Those that are keen can see it and smell it all over you. I wouldn't be surprised if anyone has noticed yet. I met a man named Dagramir, well I met him the first time I 'stumbled' into town. He was having trouble with his lute strings, the instrument wasn't tuned properly. Who knew that it would lead to such an invigorating and intriguing conversation. Still, my gut told me he was the type of man, that Fathers would tell their Daughters to stay away from. To never get involved with... yet when I spoke with him the first time. He made me smile and even laugh, he had a friendly nature to him.
We spoke of ourselves with relative ease and I managed to tell him a little bit as to why, I was in Bree. I saw him again today and I have to admit, I was happy to see him. Though, if he truly isn't one to stick around. I better guard my heart. When he left, I was confronted with the loneliness that continued to haunt me. I feel so pathetic. I push others away.. I tell them I can take care of myself. But then, the moment they leave, I'm reduced to that of a speck of dust. Eru help me, these tears won't stop.
