🦂 The Sting Was Sacred

I gave you all the softness I had.

I mirrored. I waited. I hoped.

But if you knew me,

you’d have done better.

And if you didn’t

I won’t teach you how to cherish me.

The sting wasn’t cruelty.

It was closure.

I don’t cut people off.

I end chapters that no longer honor me.

And once the Scorpio tail lands

you’ll wonder why it hurt so much.

It’s because you didn’t notice how soft I was before.