My mind keeps going, and running, and getting more complicated by the hour.
Thoughts keep turning, and taunting, spinning, and I feel like a coward.
Love that I ruined, and messed up, makes me feel like I am lost.
But I have grown, and learned, which makes me capable to just love myself.
But I am not calloused, or cold, or hard, I can’t say anything else –
But that I am ready, and willing, to love selflessly and wholeheartedly, in this one life of sin.
When God grants me the chance to love someone again, I will be glad, and not sad, but until then…
I find strength, and honor, and heart to put all into myself, my only friend.