You'll Come Back to Yourself

by Michaela Angemeer

nothing is more dangerous than a lie said with a smile

don’t plant seeds of commitment in my mind if you never intend to water them

i thought i would have a lifetime to be in love with you it ended in a second

if you fall in love with someone’s potential you will break your own heart

if i stay in the same place how will i know if you’re leaving me or just leaving

why do we keep loving people who can’t love us back?

but the great loves are not the only ones that help you grow. the little loves teach us how to love without expectation. the little loves teach us how to live a life filled with the love we deserve.

you make me feel like myself times infinity

i will keep saving the moon for you even if there’s no room for me before midnight

i don’t know if we’ll finally collide in this century but i am certain i have loved you in more than a thousand different lifetimes

it’s ok to choose to need someone

something about 90s movies makes me want to be with you

how many times will i let myself be a second choice before i learn that there are no runner-ups in love

you can make someone love you but you can’t make them choose you

it’s too bad gravity took hold of us because your heart is the only place that has ever felt like home

you deserve a call me anytime love. a pick you up from the airport love. a love note on napkins kind of love.

a love that loves you more because of it. you deserve a requited love. a love that lasts.

you don’t have to ignore all the things that you’re sad about

i thought a backpack could hold the doubts i had about my self-worth turns out a duffel bag couldn’t hide my confused body image

if i tie my hair with kindness and sprinkle hope on my tongue i can burn all of these suitcases because i don’t need to hide

but i’m learning that if you want to find love you have to be willing to fall sometimes

there is a map to get to know me i drew it in invisible ink that you’ll swear you can see after a glass or two of red wine this map has no end or beginning just directions of me wanting to get to know you

i think just maybe i’m learning that you can share yourself without losing pieces of you

i don’t need a love that sweeps me off my feet i need a love that tends to my roots

how did i go so long without feeling happy? you’ll come back to yourself