so new to what I've never had before.
so accustomed to a loveless home and a low tank heart.
so many aches and pains for trying to love someone in the same depressive state.
so many chances given after break, after break up, after break up, after break up... after break up...
so many blind forgiveness and empty promises.
so many times where time seemed to slow down on the lowest of days.
nursed those wounds back to health.
nursed the soul back to its jazzy ways with a little more rhythm and blues.
nursed my eyes to see better out of.
nursed my words with great conviction.
nursed my feet from walking in the wrong direction.
found myself with my head up high.
found myself asking if I truly deserve this.
found myself tittering on the thin line between love and hate.
found myself some type of happiness.
found myself giving me water to grow.
found myself space to breathe.
found myself living for the moment.
found myself not caring about what you think of me.
found myself at peace with so much ease.
©ohzhane
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