Thinking of the lovers that broke me
Gifting scars for only me to see
Each wound teaching me how to stop the bleed
Lessons I never want the opportunity to teach
I look back to the versions of the old me
I wish I could show her the power behind being lonely
The power of not wanting anyone to own me
Learning to exist in the world without needing anyone to show me
There is no right or wrong when you decide how you’re worthy
I would tell her to live life freely
Keeping faith even through uncertainty
Reminding myself that I've done this for eternities
There's no need to turn back when I know the divine is supporting me
But personally I believe
I was guided to all the different versions of me so I could see the purpose behind authenticity
Why it's important to show up as nobody else but me
Knowing that it doesn't matter what version anyone else sees
There was never an urgency to this discovery
I am proud of each transition I've had the opportunity to be
Even through mistakes that I was unable to foresee
They are each as beautiful as I will ever be
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