Learning to love someone else
Is learning to love yourself
I didn't know I was hungry
Until I offered my friend lunch
I never knew I was drowning
Until I watched my friend splashing and handed them a floatie
I didn't know I was neglected
Until I noticed my friend crying
And when they turned to me for a hug
I knew I had nobody to turn to
So why, if I held my friends with such kindness,
couldn't I do the same for myself?
Treat yourself how you'd treat a friend
You're the best friend you'll ever make
YOU ARE READING
Quartz at Moondance
PoesíaScraps of writting that weren't to be published, but still did. 「 I wasn't planning on letting the world see this particular book because it is very raw and personal, but I'd rather choose how my story gets told 」 W A R N I N G S ~ Strong languag...
