I have to face the facts
That you don’t want to know me anymore.
Truth be told, I feel like I haven’t wanted
To know me either for most of my life.
There is courage in walking away
That I admire about you
And there is bravery in me trying to love
Someone who feels so unlovable.
Perhaps getting to know me is more important
Than your forgetting.
I have run away from myself for so long.
It’s time I greet myself as a friend.
Softer, lighter and casually with good intentions
And then..
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