I believed that you were the key
To finding my strength.
With you beside me,
I felt braver than ever.
In your absence,
I reverted to my old ways.
Except this time,
I was somehow worse off than before.
The reality is this,
You were never a builder of my courage,
Your position was my protector,
My crutch.
Instead of strengthening me,
You weakened me beyond measure.
It took this epiphany to prove to me
That I am the narrator of my own story,
The producer of my own self-confidence.
The greatest pain of this revelation
Was knowing that I had to let you go
If I ever had any hopes of believing in me,
In my ability to be my own knight in shining armor.
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First Love, Twice
PoetryThey say you shouldn't spend too much time in the past, I disagree. I think you should reflect on your past to be able to better your future. These poems are memories of my first real love, my first real heartbreak. Check it out if you want to walk...
