The first time I saw him

I became an anxious mess

Stumbling over my words

Like I was a toddler learning how to talk

This may have been a case of love at first sight

But my dear reader it was not so

He was too good

He could do better than me

Even if he said he liked me

I'm a broken mess

With stories hidden beneath scars

He doesn't know that yet

But he will

And when he does

He'll leave like the others

And I'm okay with that

They say if you love something

Let it go

But they never say how much

Courage, pain and strength

It takes to let them go