To the girl that's currently typing this.
To the girl that thinks that if she just disappears, she won't be missed.
To the girl that is now crying because all she wants is a kiss.
Love yourself like you loved him.
Treat yourself like you treated that man and one day you might just have a backup plan.
Stop waiting for someone to love you and do the things that you want to do.
Stop waiting for the sun to set to take a picture and do not wait for the moon to rise to start praying that one day you'll actually be okay.
Stop falling in love with the impossible.
You must be stupid.
Thinking that every other guy just so happens to like the same music.
Keep your body yours.
Make your body the reason men start wars.
Do not plan your actions ahead of time for men.
And for the love of God.
Love yourself like you loved him.
YOU ARE READING
Words.
PoetryThis is a book I write in to relieve my mind of the horror it creates for itself. Poems or not, they're words. Definitions or examples, they're words. My words. Read it or not, they're my words.
