To love is easy.
To let yourself be loved is harder.
As I rehash old love letters of lovers before
I’m left wondering what all of that was for
As I read about the person I used to be, I wondered where she went.
Is she lost, or did she never really exist
At what point can I really understand the truth of the past
When I can’t even remember the lives before
I want to scream as an arm embraces me.
I look into his eyes and am convinced it happened for a reason.
So I could be with him tonight.
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“As I rehash old love letters of lovers before I’m left wondering what all of that was for As I read about the person I used to be, I wondered where she went. Is she lost, or did she never really exist“ That resonated with me so strongly. I think we’re a different version of ourselves in every relationship. If a relationship lasts, those people keep transforming together, or stay stagnant together. If it ends, one person has changed and the other has not. Beautiful poem.
It is an interesting phenomenon to look at the past versions of ourselves and not recognize them, but what a privilege it is to grow. Well done, very compelling
“To let yourself be loved is harder.” Couldn’t agree more! Awesome storytelling and very heartfelt!