I hope the scars you left on my heart allow yours to beat better.
give me time to forgive my past self that was stupid enough,
to trust you with so much,
when everyone saw so little.
How many times did I, into my cupped hands, whisper your name?
Like you would ever do the same.
I hope God is there to smile upon you always,
Because I can’t,
and never can.
Leave me be.