You are Gold
my mom always told me
you are gold
when I forgot
how precious I was
because that dumb boy
didn't know how to commit
because he didn't know
how to love
because I was stuck on the idea
that if he couldn't love me
then I couldn't be loved
as if it were my fault
that he was incapable
of such an emotion
as if the love from another human being
determined my self-worth
but I now understand
that my mom constantly said
you are gold
as a way to remind me
that the best form of love
comes from no one
but myself.
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