Those Days

Midori
Midori
Nov 7 · 1 min read

Once, I thought love was
All about pain, tears, and sadness
It wears a mask
Like a persona
Of almost’s and sought afters

I was left
In that inexplicable abyss
Where my heart was torn,
Cut in infinitesimal pieces
I bled one day after another

In denial, I was afraid
Of love, of men, of interaction
I questioned my worth, my beauty
Trapped, my days and nights drifted by
Albeit breathing, I gasped for life

I thought things couldn’t be better
He broke me
I am broken
Am I salvageable?
Am I lovable?

Then a day came
When I saw the sun again
The Lord sent me angels
He even sent a bonus —
My answered prayer arrived

Wrapped intricately
He gave me peace
And courage to try again
Healed by His grace,
I stood up

So, do I still regard love
Like that?
It is so much more
Love is not perfect
And that is fine

Because I am stronger
And I am not alone
I never was
More importantly, I am capable of love
I am capable of being loved

Midori

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Midori

A matcha lover who often finds herself lost in her reveries. An old soul who likes writing, novelty, and love.