"Loving me is a waste of time and money," she said , simply because love was not meant for her,

She is a storm that ravages on and on until you have nothing left on you;

She cannot compliment nor give you something that could benefit you and what you ask for.

She believes that true love is elusive and that it can never be elucidated by emotions nor actions alone,

She has consumed all of her love and forgiveness that left her in an abyss of nothing;

She has been filled and emptied time and time again, where she stopped being who she was in the first place.

She was like a rose that bloomed and withered in a short period of time, keeping her would just be a waste of time and effort,

She'll show off her beauty and worst traits, where she does not expect acceptance;

For, acceptance is something that is sincere and she knows that not everyone is sincere.

She gives chances to those who would want to ruin her, but she never curses nor loathes them,

She prays that she would stop wandering and start wondering with enthusiasm to have an adventure instead;

She will find contentment and liberation from the thoughts that clouds her sight, she will find peace at the dimmest place and she will strive to love again.