My mother always told me to be the kind of person that i would want the love of my life to be
And i a young bird of 13 i never understood the depth of her words
I was convinced i would meet a man who disrespected me, who hurt me
And quite honestly i thought the best case scenario would be he never loves me
But i get what she means now
What i needed to understand her lovely wisdom was to believe in Qadr in the plot penned by god
Because as i work to be the women i am meant to be, I no longer hold space for a man who doesn't respect himself and disrespects another,
One who goes against god
Becoming the man i would love, I am slowly creating space for a love that would serve me a happy end on a gold plater
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And It Was All Me
PoetryLearning to unlearn my heartbreaks, and loving myself till i am all i see