I used to be a tired thing
For you to hold in the night.
Now I hold myself.
I was a helpless little girl
Buried in your arms.
Now I am a woman.
You were my calm
In the storm of me.
Now I need to swim.
You wiped away my tears
When I was done.
Now I need to cry.
Sometimes I forget
The things you remembered to do
Like how to be a woman
Because I’m really just you’re little girl
And how to cry.
Those are important things.
Sometimes I am ready
To let you fight for me again
Because it was so much easier
When you were there.
I stopped needing you
When I let go.
I want you now
And it hurts.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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Comments (1)
Heart felt,