This is a poem I wrote about falling in love with the person my toxic ex made me feel like I was in the beginning (even though it was an idealized version). Hopefully this isn't terrible and some of you can relate to it. In the end I realized it wasn't him who I fell in love with, but the version of myself he brought to light. Luckily I found that girl again (without him) and I promise you will find yourself again too.
Porcelain Doll
I wish you never drempt her
the girl I long to be
I wish you never constructed her smile,
her wit, her beauty, her glee
Could you be a sculpter
or could you be a writer?
because the art, that is she,
just made me hold you tighter
I hoped you weren't an artist
I hoped you were a fraud
because you painted her image
with the shadow of a god
Do you still think of her?
Do you see her in me?
Do you also marvel at
how she came to be?
I wonder what I was thinking
while you dissected my thoughts
I wonder how you mastered
crafting porcelain dolls
Did it break you too,
when she took a fall?
Did you mean to put her,
on a pedestal so tall?
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