complacent

to whom it may concern

real love is patient, it is kind.
it is forgiveness, but also knowing when to draw the line.
so, if your lover hurts you,
that isn't okay, but it can be mended, so don't say it's okay.
don't play off hurts, but don't make them worse then they are,
in making them worse, you hurt yourself with no need to.
Know that your lover isn't the end of the rope,
it is possible to live without love.
It's hard, you'll feel your eyes go numb from loss
and your body will adjust eventually, but there are other
things in life than love.
Know that when you let something go, and it comes back
love is there. Know if your lover comes back,
if after pain, after keeping it to yourself, they decide
they cannot bear the day without your arms,
then know the pain of bitterness is going to end.
the cold ness you feel inside yourself will warm
and you'll be cleansed,
so know
that even if your lover isn't there,
be your own, wear upon your head a crown of flowers
and paint your lashes, and lips, and kiss yourself in the mirror.
Wear a dress or two, because even if no one else does
(believe me plenty do) I love you.