Is this what it’s like
to not be hurt by love?
You see, I was starved for some form of love
all the way through my twenties.Â
I wasn’t afraid of it.Â
I would go as far as jumping in blind for it.
It was a feeling,Â
one where you just knew.Â
I was even willing to let her abuse me,Â
if that meant she would love me.
I didn’t learn of a healthy love,Â
I didn’t even know how to love myself.Â
And now that I’m in my thirties,Â
For the first time,
I don’t feel desperate for love.
I don’t feel pain in love anymore.Â
Nothing and no one
will ever be allowed to hurt me again.Â
And maybe that will be my downfall,
Maybe that will be my savior.
But this heart now knows better.