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whole - for d.m.


i know they say that

you never truly stop loving

those you once loved

but i don't think you still love me

because that girl doesn't exist anymore

you loved the girl i was

four years ago

when i was a construction site

waiting for hammers and concrete

when i was the skeleton of a skyscraper

waiting for people to inhabit my halls

when i was nothing more than an outline

waiting to be colored in

but i have grown

and i have built

and i have become

real

i'm whole

i'm not waiting anymore

i am

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kmartin28

I'm Kelsey. Sex positive, liberal, feminist, hot mess, sorority girl, laughs at everything. Sometimes I write awful poetry.

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