My Own

in poetry •  5 years ago 

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When no one showed up that night
I was left devastated sitting by the bench
I thought that it's alright or I'll be ok
Maybe it was but I can't deal with it really

I made a promise to myself right there
Never regurgitate what had been
There should be no place for what should've been
Keep trying harder even if it's difficult

I can be whole even on my own
I am the source of my own joy and contentment
So what? Life doesn't end when someone didn't show up
I am my own friend and source of strength

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