The same way I tricked my mind to love you,
In spite of  all the red flags and emotional torture,
Is the same way I'll  trick my mind to hate you.

Talking to Oneself  

I’ve made a lot of mistakes,  
with sky-high stakes.  

There’s an invisible floating shelf  
of all my clean and ***** laundry,  
always in my face.  

Still, I root for myself.  

Life is, after all, mostly about loss,  
heartbreak, regret,  
and letting go.  

I am here,  
with a healthy dose of love for myself,  
betting on more joyful moments to come.  

For now,  
I breathe.