Isn’t it funny?
You were the best part of me even after you left
If someone asked how I was doing they might as well have asked where you were
I am still grieving the loss of us
I wear your name as a reminder to everyone that I am capable of love
You’re just not capable of loving me back
& everyone says I don’t need you
self love is better than any man’s love
but I was raised on stories where the damsel was rescued
I was told I’d find someone eventually and now they wanna bite their tongues and pin this destruction on me and only me.