MEANT TO FLY

I tried my best and stayed,
stayed as long as I could,
but the weight,
I couldn’t bear it anymore.

Image sketched by Art Of Sketchers

Day by day I lost sight of who I was,
who I became I couldn’t recognize.
Felt like I was pushed down a tunnel
with no air to breath;
or a bird with no wings to fly.

Photo by Du01b0u01a1ng Nhu00e2n on Pexels.com

It was my mistake,
I simply forgot to love myself,
while trying to love you.
You aren’t a bad guy,
but I just wasn’t for you;

Photo by Jill Wellington on Pexels.com

I was meant to spread my wings and fly,
until I meet the one
who would reach for the sky with me.

Two good people aren’t necessarily good for each other, sometimes they can turn out to be toxic for each other. 💘

#Can’t thank my friend Art Of Sketchers for providing me his amazing sketch 😇

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