When I realized how long it’d been since I’d posted something, I was disappointed in myself. To everyone who’s been waiting around for my next post, I apologize wholeheartedly. A few quick updates: My book, Cupcakes and Rainbows, has done well. I’ve gotten a lot of great feedback from it that’s inspired me so much. Thanks to everyone who’s supported me through the process. My next poetry book, The Lioness, will be released soon.

Now to the good stuff. I know we’ve all heard the term, “I’ll change.” It lifts us up when we hear it, and nothing can stop us from giving the benefit of the doubt. Why? Because we love the person we’re with and we want to believe that nothing can shake that love. We want to believe that we’re this magical person that he/she can’t live without and do anything for.

The reality is that we’re not and there’s nothing magical about us. Yes, we’re beautiful, charming, and genuinely good people who will treat them like kings/queens and worship the ground they walk on. Believe it or not, that isn’t enough. There are no words that I can say to explain why this is the reality we live in. I’d love to live in a world where people tried their hardest to hold onto what they love, but we just don’t.

In fact, when you meet someone who does cherish what they have it’s because they’ve already lost something good due to their actions (or lack thereof) and know the pain. The problem with these people is that they don’t believe that you’ll leave them, so the chances of them changing is slim. These people get comfortable and don’t see what’s in front of them.

Yes, one day they’ll turn into the person you know they can be, but not while they’re with you. You don’t deserve to be that guy or girl waiting around for this change, and by the time they do you’ll be burned out. There will be nothing left for you there. Knowing this, why would you stay?

I’ll Change

I believed you the first dozen times
And then my encouraging smile and benefit of the doubt
Turned into a repeating chorus of, “When?”

When I’m numb? When I don’t love you?
When there’s nothing left for me here?
When I’ve left you?

I love you,
But not as much as I love myself.
In the time it’ll take for you to change,
I’ll be destroyed
And I refuse to burn again.

Picture via allyou.gr

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