I have decided to write a poem a day until this year ends. Today, we begin…..
You
There was a time
When I loved me enough for the both of us
I did not need you to love me
I just wanted you to be there
I just needed to be held, to be kissed
To be looked at
Like you were seeing me for the last time
There was a time
When you would ghost
And I would still sit by the window
Watch the rain kiss the ground
As I patiently waited to see you
See, I missed me enough for the both of us
Then there I now,
A good time when I discovered me
Discovered what true love is
What being loved means
Discovered that I love me enough for me
I miss me enough for me
So baby, I’m moving on
Can’t be stuck to something that will never cherish the apple right in front of their eyes
