Authored: February 14, 2025

I thought I knew what love was
I believed I had felt it with my ex-partners
Mayhap I was fooling myself
Or maybe I had confused myself
Perhaps I wanted something I could never have. 

Years later, experience has opened my eyes
I came to terms with my past
Hunted by past dysfunctionalities 
Forced to comprehend the mishaps 

I came to realise I never experienced true love
So, how could I love someone else? 
I didn't know what love was, in the end
I was sold fairytales and grifts.

This is my skin I wear 
My ardor to endure
To comprehend what love is
To make peace with my childhood demons.