To the guy who loved my poetry,
I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I can't write about hugs and rainbows. I'm sorry if I can't write about the smile you had before.
To you who loved my poetry, I'm sorry if all I write is about a broken me.
I'm sorry if I wrote about my broken heart and broken smiles. I'm sorry if all I wrote was about my broken wings and how I can't fly.
To you who loved my poetry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry it took long for me to notice how poetry healed me. I'm sorry how fast it was to completely break me. Baby, I know you loved my poetry. But you need to know that my poetry isn't about strings of fate, sometimes it's about how the moon made me feel like I'm the perfect company. Sometimes it's about my scars and me.
To you who loved my poetry,I'm sorry,you loved a girl like me.
And yeah,I also loved me.
