The past three years have given me enough reasons
to never fall in love, or at least not with the ones
who do not deserve it.
It's much easier falling for the wrong person
than it is to piece yourself together
and wait for the right one.
But for the future, I will not allow
foolish boys with pretty eyes and a killer smile
to charm me with their lies.
I will watch them move mountains
and walk miles just so they can hold my hands.
I will make sure they own their right
to discover how my veins twist and tuck themselves
beneath my skin.
The next time I allow a boy
to kiss me, I want to know there is truth
behind his eyes and love in his heart.
I will not have another trial and error
and I will not play victim in another game.
The next time I fall, it will be into someone worth falling for.
And I will learn to love, the right way this time.
I will love so wonderfully that it will make me question
why I ever stopped believing in people
and in feelings.
I will love with all that I was, all that I am,
and all that I will become.