You know
I think after this
After one blunt ending to the next
I think in this one I'll love myself.
More than I loved either of you.
Walking on this path
Glass still stuck in my feet
I'll bleed until my very last breath
But good god I'll do it being completely enamored with myself.
I'm sure there will be nights where you'll be the talk of the voices in my head
But once the morning hits
I'll look in the mirror and see the love of my life.
For there is no greater love, than the love I can offer to myself.
