And then there was she

In the beginning, God created woman and He made her perfect in every way and then He told her that she would have to pretend that she wasn't so that she would be loved. The die was cast and the wheels of Fate started to turn. The woman in her bid to be loved fell lower and lower into the depths of imperfection and soon she too believed the lies which were told to her. Generations upon generations of Fathers, Brothers, Husbands and Sons made her believe that she was always perfect and yet never enough. So she went on searching and trying and yearning.

The woman is perfect in every way except this, she knows not her perfection and therefore believes that she doesn't deserve to be loved because of it. Every declaration of love is accepted with just a little tinge of suspicion but enough to ruin everything. She will keep trying to gain that perfect love but will always fall short of it and in doing so, she will keep running and never really giving all of herself. Eventually all that will be left is herself.