This is a personal documentation through poetry.
I am learning to look inward now, give myself love when I least want to. I do not live to love others, I live to love myself. I will find and create what is enough for me, and you will learn to let it...
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Won't you come find me? I am not hiding, you just don't know where I am. You used to be so good at it. Come searching, come looking, I want to be the thing you stumble upon And are grateful you did. But honestly, I could ask you now if you'd tripped on my roots, just to pick yourself up and stare my face down, Would you be disappointed to find That I still don't want you?
