5 months later… this is what i’ve come to

i know love exists because i am love, for him i was there to feed his ego, to make him feel better about himself. that is not love but my devotion to him was, it was absolutely beautiful and though i regret it it showed me what love was and what it wasn’t and i know love is out there and it’s ok that it wasn’t with him cause now i know it exists, i truly know love exists because i am it, i felt it and that’s so fucking beautiful and that was only the smallest portion of it, it made me know it exists because i became it, i know it exists because it lives inside of me, it did then and it does now and it absolutely cannot be given to someone that doesn’t know of its beauty, know if its divine truth, that is not honouring love, but this is. what i am for myself know is love