I don’t want to forget.
I don’t want to forget these moments when I was learning to crawl.
Because that’s what I feel I’m doing.
I’m learning how to love myself with a baby’s progress.
I’m learning how to heal my heart and it takes time.
Days upon days until they turn into years.
And I don’t want to forget this time when I first dived into my own heart.
My own pain.
Because I know myself.
One day, years from now, I’ll think I have it figured out.
I hope that day never comes
But knowing my superior egotistical self, it will.
And I hope someone points me back to here.