I hurt because there was something in me that allowed me to love in the first place…and I don’t regret it…
No, I don’t regret it.
I know his eyes never held the compassion and love I needed…
But I…
Still cared and still loved…
I never met the real him…
But neither did he…
He hid behind fear and a false narrative…
A golden, thin shell…
Fragile and delicate….
Full of pain and shattered tears…
But I don’t make excuses for what he did…
But I have forgiven it…
And I will let go of it…
Because I need to live…
I need to love again…
Lauren Kim Art 