Token
They say the harder you push the more they pull away.
I would've listened, but I guess I was just too afraid,
He would leave me broken, and my love was just a token
That wasn't good enough to make him want to stay.
Held my breath and pushed aside the fear of something I lack.
Holding tight to hopeful words, Underestimating just how bad it would hurt,
With rose colored glasses, emotions painted over red flags.
My intuition haunting me as I watched him take a step back.
Was it something I did? Were my flaws so obvious?
I wondered in the night, thoughts flowing over me so sleepless
They say the more you fear, the more likely to come true
I wish I knew then, but at least I know now, all because of you.
With time and clarity and faded em0tions
The more I see myself, the less I fall captive to my notions
The truth is that he never saw me, all I have to offer, all I can be
I hid myself, out of fear and vulnerability.
You turned away my token, so valuable and rare
That doesn't mean it was a mistake, but a chance for my repair
A chance to learn from all the hurt, a free and better tomorrow
With someone new to take my token, so much better, although once borrowed.
