When he comes to you,
Let him in,
Let him love you,
And love him back,
Without hesitation,
Without regrets,
Because trust me,
He will be the best mistake of your life.
And when he leaves,
Oh believe me,
He will leave,
Just know that you will survive,
That it wasn't your fault,
He just wasn't meant to stay.
Know that even though it will feel like,
Your heart will never mend,
It will,
Like you will never move on,
You will,
Like the pain will never fade,
It will,
And you will survive, and thrive,
And you will put your own pieces back together,
And you will learn to walk again,
To fly again,
And to love again,
And you will emerge
Stronger,
Brighter,
Braver,
And you will have him to thank for that.
YOU ARE READING
The word spill of a messed up mind.
PoetryAs the title suggests, its basically just a bunch of poems or snippets that pop up in my head. ❤ You are that best selling poetry I never got to write, but could only read and fall in love in love with. ❤
