Dear whoever you are,
There are days I feel like I'm breaking.
I remember this. I remember this feeling.
This wanting to be enough, wanting you to look my way twice. And I remember learning again how to be on my own, how to be okay, how to be sad and need a cuddle but pack my things and head to the gym instead. I've been here before, and I can do it again.
Because everywhere I turn, she's always going to be right there saying,
"They'll want you, but only when you're beautiful."
You get back to me when you want to.
I have no doubt that I could love you
The only trouble is
You really don't have the time.