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His Name is Love

  • Writer: Chelsea
    Chelsea
  • Oct 15, 2019
  • 1 min read

Updated: Aug 10, 2021

You were once a dream that became a goal

All these teen movies made me crave you

Everyone around me already had someone to hold,

Someone to call their own

I waited and waited but you never came

Should I hold onto you?


I told myself you’ll come along

I told myself I didn’t have to worry

But each time I say it drops into the pile of lies I’ve told

You took place in all my daydreams,

My math knowledge was replaced with my perfect image of you

But life won’t let me have you


I thought I knew the reason

That I had to be this perfect image

But no matter what I do

I’ll never be enough

For something you gave out so easily

I was never allowed to touch


I am starting to realize I’ll never have you

It’s been 17 years so it’s time I give up

I going to stop this quest

Stop this obsession I’m finally going to let myself be free


I don’t need you

Your destructive nature can’t hurt me anymore

Your expectations of me doesn’t matter

You’re nothing to me

It’s finally an end of an era

At last I can say

Goodbye my love


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Oct 21, 2019

I myself can relate to your writing. For a while I was stuck on the idea that this person it my life was the greatest woman ever. Every mean and hurtful thing she said was to help me become stronger and it was good for me. I finally allowed myself to not be stuck in her toxic grasp so I too can be free.

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