It Is You

It Is You

It is you that does so many things. You make me forget, you make me feel, you make me weak, you make me blind. it's not a good thing, because i have fallen so hard and it's all you. Weak to the point i can't let go. Feelings to the point I forgive you. Blind to the point i don't see any defects in you. And this is all enough to make me forget that it was also you the one that hurt me. It is you that has done so many things and I'm still here. And thanks to you, I have learned to love myself before anybody else does. It is you who does these things and it's something I am actually thankful for. Because it was something i have also learned from.

-S.S.S-

Author's Note

I think this isn't just some type of writing, but something that at one point, many people can connect to.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the short story. You said a lot in so few lines. We are built by many people and actions. I like the hopeful and positive feel of the story. Thank you for sharing the excellent short story.
Coyote