I lost myself once upon a time…
In the arms of a broken one dressed too perfectly in white…
And you would think when you bring up his name…
That it would make me mad…
That it would bring me down to a dark place of shame…
But time and distance has been kind…
The truth is…
She’s the one that’s been on my mind….
Because she deserves my love and attention…
She lived through heaven and hell and his delusional inventions…
She’s deserving of her own self love and devotion…
She learned to neglect and abuse and hurt herself…
But her entire world changed when she started to believe she was worthy of love and patience and selfless help…
I didn’t need a hero all dressed in white…
I didn’t need anyone or anything outside of myself to make this right…
But he taught me how to love when I failed to love me…
And the more and more I turned my dedication inwards…
I knew the relationship I had with myself was the one always…
Always meant to be….
