11:11

if 11:11 were real

i wouldn’t wish for you to stay

instead,

i would wish to un-know you

to heal,

for joy,

and for self-love

i would wish for the things that you took from me

ever since i met you

 

 

~to my insecurities

This poem is about: 
Me

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