If you don’t love me
As much as I love me
You aren’t worth my time.
At least that’s what I tell people
to explain why I’m single.
That doesn’t mean
I don’t have my flaws
Or don’t feel broken at times.
I love myself despite all that.
I have filled my cracks with golden flecks of happiness .
The world is too negative a place if you don’t.
They will rip you apart before they know you.
It’s your job to love yourself
How can you expect someone to love you
the way you deserve otherwise?
That doesn’t mean I don’t love you
With every fiber and molecule of my being.
But I have to protect myself
Or else I might have to fill more cracks.
About the Creator
Audrey Larkin
I'm a young arts professional who is finally sharing some of the poetry and prose I've written while working through grief and self reflection. Sometimes poetry is the easiest form to translate neurodivergent nuances. Why not use it?
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