Sometimes I think of my failed relationships and feel a little hopeless
A little like love will never find me
A little like I really want him to want me
But I'm reminded that feelings are temporary
And love lost is a lost one that just didn't find a home here
And that's okay
Because here is not for anyone

I think love is a rare and special thing to find
Much like precious stones
It can't come around like every other ordinary thing
Because how then are you going to treasure it?
No trouble to acquire this?
Is it really worth it?
If it doesn't take work?

It's difficult now
Did things a little wrong now
Hope I'll get it right next time around
Learning now
Still growing now
And discovering myself in my efforts to discover love
Though I'm failing at that,
I'm passing at finding out more
About who I am

I am learning that I get to define me,
Not anyone else
I get to be a treasure and to allow myself to be found
I get to bloom
To walk with confidence and assurance
Sure of Who I am
Whose I am
And how that means I should be treated.

To be beautiful and feel beautiful
Without the need of any man to validate
Sometimes I think of my failed relationships and I realize that I'm going to be okay.


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