“Some days,
I do not think I’m worth of love.
Because no love saw true worth in me.
No love came and held me
when time froze against the
cold finger of death.
No love came and called me
when I spoke without true meaning.
No love saw
when I’d be crying
in my bed at 3 am.
No love wasn’t what I expected.
No love is worth the grave.
Some days,
I do not think I’m worth of love.
‘Cause love is such
a fragile word.”
A.V.
Oct 26, 2025
Oct 26, 2025 at 5:55 PM UTC
“Some days,
I do not think I’m worth of love.
Because no love saw true worth in me.
No love came and held me
when time froze against the
cold finger of death.
No love came and called me
when I spoke without true meaning.
No love saw
when I’d be crying
in my bed at 3 am.
No love wasn’t what I expected.
No love is worth the grave.
Some days,
I do not think I’m worth of love.
‘Cause love is such
a fragile word.”
A.V.
