I wonder what I would be like
without having met you,
without going through those embarrassing nights.
I would be weaker,
that I know.
I may hate the thought of you,
but the truth is,
you taught me to endure.
To stand tall and strong,
to never let anyone see me hurt.
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Seeking Solace
Poetry"No One Sane writes a novel" "Now you see What's wrong with me." // Chicklit #366 Miscellaneous poems of a never ending sort.