How am I supposed to love others as I love myself,
If I do not love me?
Some people wonder why and how I still love people after they hurt me
over and over again.
The anwser is simple:
I have so much love left to give because I cannot figure out how to apply love to myself.
It's always like a coat of cheap nail polish; it peels right back off.
I never stop loving someone, and I will never leave them for good.
I may leave momentarily,
but only as if to remind them that one is to walk on the floor, not other people.
some times I leave myself momentarily,
does that mean that I love myself as well?