BUILDING THE CASTLE

I wanted to be your princess although ended up being the graveyard.
The graveyard where you only came to shed tears. And then you you left me to rot as if I were a place for grief.
You always came and left as if I were a list of a warning signs of not to's.
I have my mother's ability to ignore the reality and my father's tendency to bear the hardships. But not anymore.
I am sorry. I can't always use my traits to justify the pain you leave behind.I can't be always holding onto sinking ships.
I love you but there won't be a space for you to come back.
I won't be your graveyard anymore.
How can I forget that I have my Nana's ability to love myself. I loved myself until you came and broke.
Now, I am learning to love myself again. Because I won't be spending my entire life on placing bandaids over the scars you inflict.Now I want people to long for me as if I am a castle.