I'm starting to feel great.
My life is all coming into place.
All the pieces are aligned.
And I'm feeling fine.
Until.
I see you.
Then I am again reminded of the heartbreak that lies ahead.
I am again reminded of how you don't love me.
Not Even A Little Bit.
But I have moved on.
I am feeling fine.
But a little part of me wants to stay behind.
In your wilderness.
To get lost and never again
Be found.
So I say.
Women love yourselves.
Because one day they won't be there to catch you.
And when you truly do fall.
I hope you don't fall back into his wilderness.
