I loved her.
Not just because it was a sin,
and i was the mother of sinners.
Also because she made me realise that in my life,
it is i who matter the most.
So i took her advice and started loving myself.
But from a far i loved her as well.
She was my muse, my poem.
Also, i was my own muse, my own poem.
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 7:59 PM UTC
I loved her.
Not just because it was a sin,
and i was the mother of sinners.
Also because she made me realise that in my life,
it is i who matter the most.
So i took her advice and started loving myself.
But from a far i loved her as well.
She was my muse, my poem.
Also, i was my own muse, my own poem.
thank you baby for making me love myself