alternatively titled: closure
i know i'm not enough for you and i'll never be,
but nothing's ever enough for you
so that's ok with me.
i've learned to let go and love myself.
i completely lost myself in you
trying to understand your moods
trying to understand why you
said you loved me but
treated me another way.
it no longer bothers me
that someone else is
kissing you, touching you,
loving you, holding your heart
because i don't think i even
had it in the first place.
you taught me to be scared of love.
well i won't live my life that way.
i won't keep my affections hidden,
tucked under lock and key
i'll be more careful, more guarded, yes-
but i'll never stop loving
because i know what i'm worth
and i know what i deserve now.
so this is my closure, a way for me to move on.
i don't need you to tell me you love me,
that you miss me or that you're sorry,
because now i know you never loved me,
now i know that you never deserved me,
now i can easily see past your insincerity.
so i'm done. i wish you the best.
but i'm done feeling sorry for myself.
