I wanna be ready...

warm darkness sinks in around me...
I am alone, I am independent for this one night.
It is still... it is silent...
except for one line -
"I wanna be ready"
it is in my ears, it is in my mind, it is in my heart.
At this moment with this line pulsing through me,
I am unattached, I am waiting, I am uncertain
I am single.
but am I pink, purple, or black?
am I lovin' it, crushin' or hatin'?
do I even know?
does anyone care if I know?
I know one thing....
...I AM HIS...
HE LOVES ME WHEN EVERYONE ELSE MAY NOT
HE LOVES ME WHEN I DON'T LOVE MYSELF