she searched for arms to protect her;
to hold her when she cries at night
she looked for safety from every stranger she met;
to shelter her loneliness
she longed for a love to complete her being;
to make her feel that she is not alone
but one day she woke up
with a strange feeling, a feeling she tried to bury a long time ago
she could feel her pride was no longer there
it was replaced with the voice of someone
whom she hurt and scarred painfully
"value yourself, no one is gonna do it for you"
and that voice kept her up a t night
a reminder of how a fool she once was
YOU ARE READING
to the girl I never loved
Poetryfor you whose heart deserves more than just to be a subject of this wretched poetry
