Independent
Why is there this obsession with
Writing Love Poems?
Complaining about loneliness and
How we want to be held
And need someone to
"Complete"
Us?
We aren't broken.
There is no piece missing.
We are complete when we become secure
In our individualism.
When we become comfortable
In our own skin.
We think that we're going to meet someone.
We'll look into their eyes and
Everything will make sense.
All the loneliness and pain will be
Justified
Because we finally found them.
Somewhere fireworks will go off
And illuminate the sky with
All the hidden colors of your soul.
Strike a match and
Set off your own fireworks.
If you're looking for Prince Charming,
Buy a set of shining armor and
Gallop into the sunset on your own royal steed.
Waiting for someone else to write your happy ending
Is pointless.
Get off your ass, and write it yourself.