I remember you
I remember you
broken, cut,
oozing blood, lost
I remember you,
I see you,
you are me.
I love you,
you think you are
a lost cause, hopeless
beyond being loved.
You are not
I see you,
I love you
I am proud of you.
You will go back to him
and that’s okay,
you go back because
you believe that
only he will ever love you
only he will find you beautiful.
But that’s not true, love
you will heal, you will grow
you have survived this far,
and soon you will find those
who will truly love you.
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