2022年2月12日 星期六

🌹💙When I was +01

🌹💙When I was 
no longer afraid of losing, 
I began to see things and 
people with their real colors, 
with well-defined features, 
a little more angular than 
I remembered them and 
with a little less heart. 
When I was 
no longer afraid of losing, 
I learned to focus a little more 
on the substance, 
letting the appearance slip away. 
I found myself 
with a handful of people, 
they are all on my hand and 
there is still room. 
I found myself with a lot more 
space than before, 
compared to 
when I worried too much 
about someone who never cared. 
When I was 
no longer afraid of losing, 
then, 
without knowing it, 
I won everything. 
And I learned to love myself: 
for who I am not for 
how they wanted me... 
💙💖💗💕💓💘💞💝



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