I think today a new part of me will be born. Yesterday pieces of me died.
I think you need to know this. You are wonderful and brilliant. Handsome and kind. I have not been much of myself lately, I'm sorry for that. Today I feel better, more like I should. So it was never you I was mad at, never you I was trying to hurt. Only ever me. Because humans have a bad habit of blaming themselves for the slightest things, the ones farthest from their control and this being said we tend to destroy ourselves before we save others. Before we make ourselves happy or better or whole. Or even allow ourselves to love.
I think today a new part of me will be born. Yesterday my soul shattered and now my heart will heal.
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