Sometimes I feel too heavy for your gentle arms to carry me.
I thought that maybe if I became lighter, you'd love me more.
But then I think:
My mistake was not loving you.
My mistake was losing myself in you.
Letting go of everything I was to be good enough for you.
Forgetting who I was in order to find you.
You made me feel as I was too heavy for your shallow body.
Too intense and sharp.
Too deep of an ocean to be swam in.
But I will never apologize for wanting and deserving more than what you gave me.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Dear No One,
PoetryI dedicate this piece of writing to the part of me that died a little every day.
