What She Could Never Say

I am not your bookmark.

Holding your place until the rest of your story comes along.

I am not your temporary tattoo.

A pretty design but not pretty enough to commit.

I am not your leftovers.

Stowed away until you’re hungry again.

I am not your napkin.

Only functioning to clean up your mess.

I am not your pillow.

Allowing you to rest your pretty little head until more important things call you away.

I am good enough.

I am worth it.  

I do not need your verification.

I do not need your validation.

I am better than good enough.

I am finally standing up to this idea that I couldn't ever be.

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