#personalhealing
First love
It was me I missed.
I miss the me that loved so freely,
the me that trusted you to protect me.
I loved you because I loved me then.
I was vulnerable.
I was naive.
I gave in willingly to be yours—
just to feel something.
You took me for granted.
You found someone new.
Yet you came back, time and time again.
I was your safe place,
your comfort.
You are selfish!
I’m left to pick up the pieces
,
whenever you decide to leave.
I let you back in,
but I grew numb….no I am numb—not knowing if I even wanted you back anymore.
I know we both care,
but we both had growing up to do. I had to learn to do so without you.
I cannot carry your pain
and carry mine too.
Time heals, words fade.
Actions show.
You’re a beautiful mistake.
I choose me, not you.
Mar 17, 2025
Mar 17, 2025 at 6:41 PM UTC