I know you feel like you’re coming apart at the seams,
shadowed eyes and bloody fingernails,
sleepless nights and bruises and whiskey,
and they all want to pretend they don’t see what he’s doing.
But help will come from unexpected places,
so when you hear sirens, I promise, it’s the beginning of the end.
Don’t let go. Keep fighting, every single day;
put that blade away in a drawer,
and I promise, you will make it through.
I know he seems kind, after all you’ve been through,
but he has secrets of his own
so I advise you to go looking for his skeletons
and don’t wait for them to arrive on your doorstep.
Listen to his words but pay more attention to his actions,
and you’ll discover who he becomes when no one is looking.
PS – If you’re wondering, he is. Trust me.
He doesn’t love you, (no, he doesn’t)
and I know that won’t stop you from trying,
but when he promises forever,
protect your heart a little better.
Don’t let him leave you sitting alone and silent,
and yell at him, this time, before he slams the front door.
Straighten your spine and know that you will be smarter, next time,
With whose hands you lay your heart in.
Of all the things you will feel in this life,
This one is the hardest, I swear.
Breathe. Cry. Breathe.
Feel all the things you need to feel.
Don’t fight it, let it out; yell whenever you need to.
Trust me, you’ll need to.
It gets easier every day. I promise.
When you’re feeling apprehensive about that date,
it’s for a reason — don’t go.
You’ll make decisions you shouldn’t have,
have conversations you’ll wish you hadn’t,
and you will be in tears by the end.
Give yourself a little more time to heal,
Being in love is not a tax you pay to exist.
It’s going to be a tough year for you,
But you’ll survive it just fine.
Take your control back.
Be self-assured even when you don’t feel that way.
Fight for the things you’ve earned; make people hear you,
and if you don’t get what’s yours,
make sure you go down swinging.