We pretend small talk matters.

You say one word and my heart completely shatters.

Fear, not love, is what you truly inspire.

Our relationship long expired.

I’m grown now, sometimes I just tire.

You once took me in and drew the line.

All your care for me was flawed in its design.

Your hands closed in a fist, ready to hit.

Back then I knew in my heart, you wanted me only to submit.

But I guess I should thank you for the adversity, maybe because of you I just don’t know how to fully quit.

Your love and memories in my life no longer perfectly fit.

Looking back I can see…

Courage and strength through darkness were given to me.

Life lessons bring me closer to knowing humility.

At such a young age, she inspired a crippling jealousy.

The choice in my own hands…tells me this is not how it has to be.

Thankful for the tears and the neglect.

Because there’s not a moment I take for granted when I reflect.

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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