To Myself

He was my happy place

one where I used to escape

one where I needed to go every day.

He was the sunset on my life

everyday giving me reasons to laugh

to enjoy being alive.

He was mine

I kept him like he was my rock

I loved him for who he was and more.

I needed him....

...and then I remembered that I needed myself first.

He is not mine

but I am to myself now.

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