
Never falling again until a hundred years
Never letting anyone explain my fears
.
Never chasing again ever for a true love
Never choosing them ever over me or above
.
Never loving them more than I love me
Never letting them break a branch off my tree
.
Never selling happiness for their sake
Never settling myself for a weak take
.
Never telling myself, "I'm not worth enough"
Never leaving my car to walk so rough
.
Never waiting for them to come and heal
Never letting them choose how I feel
.
Never stealing the spark I have from me
Never playing with my heart for them to see
.
Never welcoming them to the gate of my heart
Never becoming the target of their dart
.
Never believing, "I don't deserve better than them"
Never claiming, "I won't live if you pull my stem"
.
Never feeling weak again so they have a chance
Never accepting their fake love or glance
.
A/N:
Love is my genre of writing. Doesn’t mean, that every poem is about me.
About the Creator
Maryam Batool
Life already feels like 28!
I write what I believe in
Life's HARD, trust me! I'm already a little tired. But, I gotta live anyway!
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