It Was All for Me (A Poem)

He said it was good to see me smile.
But, I wasn’t smiling for me.

She said I was confident.
But, that wasn’t confidence.
It was passion,
Because I stand up for what I believe.

He said I was brave,
Because I built a life of my own.
But, survival isn’t brave, it’s a need.

She said, “I don’t worry about you.
You always land on your feet.”

He had said once that he could
Never love another.
And, so it became true for her
But, not for me.

As they held my memory in the
Middle of their lives,
I realized,
I had long sense set them free.

He said it was good to see me smile.
But, I wasn’t smiling for them,
I was smiling for me.

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