I like when you say nice things
I'm not sure why I cry
It wasn't mutual in the beginning
I wouldn't be a priority
And I knew that from the start
But it's okay, because
I like when you say nice things
It's okay to be what I am
I know it won't take long to forget
But then I reread the words you wrote
And I feel stuck again, all because
I like when you say nice things
When you called me beautiful and confident
When you said you didn't want to hold me back
When you said you promise
It doesn't matter that it hurt, because
I like when you say nice things
This poem is about:
Me