I was cold.
I was afraid when I needed to be brave.
I was hard to love when I needed to be loving.
Losing someone can change you.

I find myself lighter, bolder and more courageous.
Love does this to me, without loving someone else,
I found love in myself.
I love myself.

I find myself dripping love because after drowning,
my pores are overflowing.

I used to be many things.
I used to be.