there's this sense of guilt when you love someone and you let them in your world,
your issues come to life in theirs,
the problems rise and weave theirselves to your lover,
no matter how healed and okay you are,
no amount of preparation
will make a perfect relationship,
i admit my imperfections
as i navigate my way into learning how to love you properly
sometimes it hurts whenever i remember the
haunting past
but then again i realize that no matter how hurt i was back then,
i have to keep moving forward if i want the happy ending with you,
i have to constantly unlearn the trauma of the past—
so i won't hurt you as i hurt myself,
love comes in different waves and forms,
i wish to slowly learn how to love you
so i could give the universe you were born to grow with,
and all the stars you were made to shine with.
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letters after dark | poetry book 3
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 3 ] a collection of poems and proses of thoughts that fill up the void after dark. #7 in poetry #1 in proses #56 in poem #5 poetrycollection started: june 2023 ended: ----- status: on-going
