Wait
Wait for the storm to pass,
Wait for me to be ready,
Let me fix my broken pieces,
Cause healing takes time.
My harth is not ready,
My emotions aren't positive,
The simple task of thinking about you scares me,
I don't want my hearth to break again,
Just wait for me to be able to love again,
You don't want to be with someone who's not capable of love,
And that's me right now.
I'll understand if you leave,
Maybe we weren't meant to be.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world