Development-
It started with the understanding that to be seen and loved I had to be pretty
And so I was
When that became a struggle I began to struggle mentally
I began to tuck myself away from those around me
Introvert, they called me
Not feeling loved or seen in the ways I had grown accustomed to
I hid online
I made friends there
Who couldn't see my marred face or messy hair
They liked me
Perhaps a bit too much at times
I became intoxicated by it
Drawn to the perverted attention that filled the void in my heart
The unfelt touched and unspoken words were a drug to my hungry heart
And without realizing it, it ate away at the little innocent love that was left within my already bleeding heart
Then somehow despite the odds I found what should be love
Its innocent, sweet, pure
A misshapen piece in the void of my heart that once was meant to hold this piece forever
Where once you would have found a perfect fit
You now only find space between us
Oh to find your soulmate when your soul has been torn irreparably
The missing link that no longer fits your chain
I know I love him so..
But why do I feel this way?
Is my heart so broken as to not accept his love?
Is it not enough or is my heart that shattered?
Surely not
I hope
