June 7 2020

Us..

I never saw me..

You never saw me..

I was there all along but both of us never saw this side of me..

Both of us never saw the other part of me..

You thought I was an obsessed woman who wanted your love and nothing else in the world..

I thought I was an obsessed woman who loved you and dint believe in anything but the love for you..

Both of us never saw the other part of me..

When you left, when the room had more space and light and energy, I started to see me, I was fighting to come out all these years and it just took a little while, as if the other part of me was waiting for this moment..

But now I see me, I am made of love and many many other things which I love seeing myself as.. though I can't seem to get rid of my love for you..

Would you ever see this part of me? Would you look at me differently when you see all the other things along with my old love for you? Would you still hate me and stay away? Or would you just hug me tight and read all of my pages ?