Love Remedy

Sometimes, I want to be selfish. Is that so bad?

There were days when I just couldn't care anymore - maybe that kind of selfishness was needed. I wish I could be like that more often. It would be so nice.

Over the years, there were times when I forgot what it was to smile from joy instead of painting a smile upon my face for others, one that felt empty and meaningless. I thought maybe we were simply wrong for each other - a cold type like him needed warmth, that was why he sought me and clung to my fire until it was extinguished, a form of manipulation. And each time, I died a little more inside. It really took a lot of healing to feel a spark again, to have the courage to let it flame and burn.

But I knew in this breakup, I wouldn't break up because I refused to - I chose to live and love again.