a feeling of sorrow weighs on me when i wonder if
somebody else would have loved the parts of me i discarded
to be the person i thought you wanted

insecurities i developed while with you
still show on me like tattoos
i have yet to cover

i let go of the part of me that allowed myself to get my hopes up
so instead of feeling hurt i rarely feel anything

but when i start to care for someone
i can't help but to think that somebody else
would be a better fit for them

in the past year i've learned to care for myself a little better but
a feeling of sorrow weighs on me
when i reminisce about my younger self who thought i could be the right person for someone