I say enough of repeatedly devaluing myself. I say enough of allowing those not worthy of my adoration into my heart.
Let me be your sun even. Let me be the certitude of positivity that rectifies your pain.
You wouldn’t let me go even when my friends came to retrieve me. Just stay where you are, were the words you kept telling me.
Dear strong girl, it’s okay; it’s okay to let the reigns go.
I would have loved you with empathy and patience.
I have this theory that those of this vice actively seek hurt even if they don’t realize it.
The picture is everything we wanted to be. The picture is of us wearing what we thought was cool going out and doing things we thought were hip.
I am well aware that I may never achieve perfection but rationality ceased a long time ago.
I want to grow old with you and watch you grow more handsome as the years pass by.
You are just filling your day with routine activities of perceived importance. You are just filling your day with people you aren’t sure if you ever cared for.