I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.
I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.
This becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too
You are beautiful. Own it. Walk like your hips move mountains.