He wasn’t perfect…

No, not even close…

He wanted to be the king in a world of glamour and grandiose…

I ran away from the pain until the tears kept falling…

Tried to deny the truth but it wouldn’t stop calling…

He failed to love me so I…

Couldn’t love anyone for a long time…

I felt like a victim in a silent, deadly, white crime…

It was easier to believe in what he taught me…my worth was less than a dime…

I believed it for my whole life…until love knocked at my door…

And stayed with me until I believed I was worth more…..

 

Posted by:Lauren Kim

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

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