It's hard for us to blame them
when they leave.
But how come it's so easy to blame ourselves
for something that we never did?
Thinking, "Am I not enough?"
Or maybe my love wasn't just enough?"No, darling.
They are the one who left,
why are you torturing yourself?
We pour too much love to them
and too little for us.
We did everything until our crust
crashed into our skin.So, stop blaming yourself
for the things that you never did.
There are some that will think
that you're too little for them,
but they will soon realize
that no one can love them the way you did.And the right one may realize
you're too much for him,
but he will fight for you
until the very end.
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We're Still Figuring It Out
PuisiCollection #1 We're still figuring it out, is my first collection of poetries, prose, and short essays.