becoming.

by Renaada Williams

i am waiting at the end of the promise you forgot you made.

i loved myself first and even then they didn't love me back

and the main reason i left was because you expected me to stay

and just like that e v e r y t h i n g about you suddenly changed the way you looked the way you talked and even your actions because i no longer cared.

love is not meant to be this exhausting.

you have to be the light for yourself even when nobody else can see it.