Metamorphosis

Mon, 01/09/2017 - 12:53 -- Hbsam16

Last year, I thought only you could love me

When I was broken, you fixed me

When I fell, you caught me

When I was drowning, you saved me

But then you left:

And I didn't know how anyone could ever love me again

But then when I was broken I picked up my own pieces,

And I started putting myself back together,

When I fell I knew how to land,

When I was drowning I learned how to swim.

This year, I decided to love myself instead

This poem is about: 
Me

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