regrets

❀//-i was wrong for thinking i needed someone in order to know what love was the moment i began to search within myself i found everything i needed behind the scars left by you i found the love of my life and in that moment i became my own soul mate.

i stopped caring and for me that was more powerful than the love i had for you in the beginning and the hatred i felt when you left i stopped caring i found peace i found freedom

i wear these scars like tattoos symbols of my own survival

they love you until it ends breakups occur and the hate begins

i didn’t want to i was unsure i said no but i apologised and what hurt was the idea of me, a woman who felt as if i should apologise for not wanting to have sex as if i was obligated to share myself with you.

i lost my virginity before i knew what love actually meant and sometimes i wish i would’ve saved those parts of myself for someone who actually cared for my soul but i guess i shouldn’t care because i was young and that’s somehow an excuse for wasting my love on those who never loved me.