A scorned loves reassurance

Love unfated, unintended

It’s all a soft haze

Did I love before?

It’s a faded painting in my mind

Unclear when I fell 

Whether this was really love at all

I remember, I loved the heroes of my mind

Imagination fliting and fluttering 

Touching upon the album

Of previous loves

I compare.

Was it the same way before? 

Did my breath ever cease because of the way I adore?

In my estimation

It wasn’t

I stop and stumble

My mind skittering, I fumble

Unordered, the rubble jumbled

I feel off kelter

A little lost

I judge myself,

I tell myself,

It’s fine.

I won’t 

Find 

Him

Mine

It’s fine.

I’ll be with another soon enough

I’m practical, not a storybook 

Heroine, pining. 

I’m strong, not a spindly

Doll, whining. 

I’ll move on soon,

Forget and love again

It’s easy

It’s easy

It’s supposed to be easy

It will be

I’m fine

Love is just a thorn, 

It’ll sting when pulled

But I’ll heal fine

I’ll heal fine 

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