Something that I didn’t think was inside of me

Victims on two sides of the road;

Happiness

can't be that hard

but

we were obstruction.

we both breathed destruction

Internal affairs turn to external

And before we knew it

the match

of love

we though was lit

burned us both down.

Burned to the ground.

We did burn

but

with burning comes

new grounds for roots.

Everyday passes

I N D I V I D UA L L Y

We plant our roots in self-love

and try to get a

Deep

Understanding

of our own needs.

The trees around do hold m e m o r i e s.

Even though the past is the past

it does tangle within us.

Old problems don't become

Replaced

with new joys

because they will

B R E A T H E

Destruction.

Happiness is HarD

Loving eachother means loving ourselves

F I R S T

My therapist told me

My best solution is to wait

and now

I'm waiting

Waiting

Waiting

And it's

l o n e l y.

You see

Even though I don't love myself completely

and love

may be a pencil in water right now,

I j u s t

want to use that pencil to

write a letter

And send it in the water back to

You