I will begin
by crying until my tears run dry,
picking up the pieces of my heart,
and walking out.
I will be proud of myself
for wearing my heart on my sleeve
and for always taking the leap of faith
And I will forgive myself
for the darkness under my eyes from sleepless nights,
the tear-stained bedsheets,
the meals I skipped,
and the calls from my mother I left unanswered.
Then I will forgive myself
for trying to love someone,
and for trying to fix them
before I tried to love and fix myself
And I will remind myself
that it’s brave to step back,
to let yourself break to build yourself back up,
that my love for myself will never go unreciprocated,
that I can redeem myself
and with love, that’s just for me.
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