This one isn’t about you,
This one is about me.
It’s about the kindness that drowns my heart and all the words that leave my mouth
The way I refuse to tighten no matter how many failures are flung in my direction
And it’s about not letting you make me hard in this world full of beauty.
I am soft, and I am gentle, and I am a good person.
I know what I want and what I deserve,
who I am and where I need to be.
I give second, third and fourth chances, but that does not make me naïve.
I will still answer all your messages, but that does not make me a pushover.
I am not weak. Trust me when I say this.
I am an ox, with my body built strong.
I am a tree, with my roots firmly planted.
I am me, with my heart on my sleeve and a fire in my mind.
So when you stop ghosting me and realize your mistake
When you realize my friendship is genuine and real, unlike yours
Just know that
I know the difference between pain and suffering.
You may have caused me pain,
But I sure as hell refuse to let myself suffer for it.