My Own Love

Over time, I have learnt this,

That the love I felt I was in,

Was my own.

The love that I gave to someone else,

Was my own.

I was the love,

It wasn't something external,

It was me.

So, I can obviously give the same,

Or more love to myself too, right?

Yes. I can. And I do or I try to.

So, why does it feel a little bit better,

When the love is given by someone else?

When you're taken care of in the kindest way,

So, even if I love myself,

There'll be a little part of me,

Wanting to be loved by you.

The way I loved you.