by Najwa Zebian
my mother.
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I look back to the day
that I told you for the
millionth
time that I felt that
you were distant.
You could have said:
“I am with you,”
but you said:
“Please.
Stop.
Obsessing.”
At that time,
I did not know that
your unwillingness to comfort me
was a sign that I needed to
walk away.
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To the past me.
To my future daughter.
To you:
Don’t fall in love with the
first person who
tells you that they love you.
It could be that they fell in love
with the shape of your hips
or the colors of your eyes,
the scent of your skin
or the journeys that
the sight of your lips
takes them on.
They might not be seeing what you’ve been
needing
to be seen about you.
They might not be hearing
the voice
that you’ve been
needing
to be heard.
Just because they’re looking,
it does not mean that they’re
truly seeing.
Just because they’re listening,
it does not mean that they’re
truly understanding.
I wish I knew this back then,
but how would I know
this
if it did not
happen to me?
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You tried to tell me that
the reason I loved you was
that I had issues with my father’s
love for me.
It’s a shame for you
to belittle my love for you
like that,
to say that I loved you
to compensate for the love
that I did not get from my
father.
I love my father more than oceans
love the reflection of the sky
in them.
My father’s love for me
has broken the oceans to
raise me into the woman that
I am.
The love of no man
could fulfil the love
that you need to give yourself.
What about those who grew up with
no father?
Are they incomplete?
Please don’t blame
anyone’s lack of love for you
for loving the wrong person.
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It is better to wait years
for the right love
than to stay in love
with someone who does not
love you
just so you can say that you are
in love.
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You cannot be anyone’s
savior:
When you were carrying too many
mountains
on your shoulders,
I told you, “your voice said more than
your words
said.”
Your voice struck thunder in my heart
more than your words
explained why you were so down.
You told me:
“I thought I was talking.”
You really did not talk.
You just wanted me to feel guilty for
you
feeling down,
to continue
asking you what was
weighing so heavily on your heart,
so I could figure out
and offer to give you
what you needed
without you asking for it.
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The day you confessed your love:
I waited to see you
outside.
And with my heart beating outside
my chest,
I said:
“Can we talk?”
“Of course,” you said.
I still cannot
finish this poem,
because every time I think back
to that day,
I feel like you stabbed my soul
over and over
by telling me that you loved me
when you
truly
did not love me.
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I fell in love with you
the day you showed me your
soul.
And I spent days,
months,
and a year and
part of a year
realizing that you covered
your soul again
because you could not handle
the love
that I was touching you
with.
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I spent more time getting
over you
than I spent
falling in love with you.
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If I could turn back
words
and speak to you in
time,
you would know that my love is
timeless
and that years have no power to
restrain
the love that my heart
can give.
You allowed the years to
sentence
your heart to a lifetime of
no true,
deep,
and selfless
love.
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The thought of you coming back
scares the butterflies in my stomach.
It makes them escape through
my soul.
You see,
I loved the person that you once
were,
not the person that you are today.
I know that if you come back,
my heart will feel
guilty
for not giving you a chance
at revealing your soul again.
But
I know that I will feel
forced
to let you back in, as
you forced me to
let go of
you.
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I hope that you don’t come back,
but if you do,
I will tell you this:
When you let go of me,
I felt that I could not
heal
unless you came back.
Your resistance taught me
one of the best lessons
that I ever learned.
It is not our
need
for someone that
heals us,
nor is it our
want
for them.
No person can heal us.
Only
love
can.
And the same power that created
humans with hearts
can create love too.
You were such a mountain
when I wanted to get back into
your life.
Thank you for forcing me to
climb the heartache that you put me through
instead of giving it back to me
again.
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I used the bricks that you
placed on my heart to
build a home for the
love
within me.
I filled it with love for
sincerity,
kindness,
and honesty.
So I will force you out,
and I hope that you will learn the same<
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lessons
that I learned.
I hope that you build the same home
in your soul that I built
in mine.
I will help you
just as you helped me:
by leaving the door of my heart
closed
to you.
I am not cold,
nor am I holding a grudge against you.
I don’t believe in giving people a taste of their
own medicine.
But
perhaps your broken soul
that is hanging by a thread
needs to shatter while
knocking on my door
so that it can heal.
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I don’t hate you.
I simply think it’s impossible to
hate someone you
once truly loved.
But I often find myself wondering
why you awakened within me the
feelings that you were not
willing to continue
taking care of.
I never asked you to walk into
my life.
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Many times, at
red lights,
I ache.
What hurts more than
anything
when I think back to it all
is how you say that it was all
in my head.
“I never laid a hand on you,”
you say.
“You talk as if we’ve been
one
for a
decade,”
you repeat.
Over and over.
Let me tell you,
sir,
that love that touches the
soul
for one moment
transcends the mysteries of
love that touches the
body
for decades.
Now that I know
what I know,
I am so thankful
for not allowing your body to
touch mine
before I knew that your soul
truly loved mine.
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It is our
story
that haunts me,
not wanting you back
into my life.
It is not you that I
cannot get over.
It is the pain and
the wounds that keep
bleeding every time I think of you
or hear your name.
It is the scars that I have to hide
everywhere I go
that I cannot get over.
When I think of you,
I don’t see your face anymore.
I see a shadow.
I see pain.
Yes, I
see
pain.
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I often come back to
the memories of you
and the pain of you,
not because I want to
be in pain,
not because I don’t want to
move on,
but because they are a
home
that welcomes me
more than my
reality
does.
When you find comfort in
sadness,
it means that you need to
feel it
and walk it
gently
out of your
soul.
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I used to say that
I lost you.
Then I said that
you lost me.
Now I say that
you were not meant for
me and
I was not meant for
you.
Thank destiny for
parting our ways
before one of our souls
bled to
death.
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Don’t tell me that
words
mean nothing with no
action.
You only say it when it is
convenient for
you.
We have betrayed our
words by saying that
promises mean
nothing.
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I have scars on my bones from
broken promises.
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You came to me with
broken wings.
I helped you heal your
wounds
by pouring love into the
broken pieces of
your soul.
You flew away
when your wings were healed.
You left me here,
chained to the ground,
trying to remove the shards
that got stuck in my own wings
as I took them out of yours.
Where did gratefulness
go?
I will not let your deception
make me not help more
broken wings out there.
Your lack of gratitude
will not make me
not give.
I do not give just to
be thanked.
But it does not mean that
it does not hurt.
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It hurts me that
someone like you
hurt a kind soul like mine
and turned around to say
that something was wrong
with me.
I console myself by
reminding myself that
while I am sitting here
wondering what is wrong with
me,
you
are the one who is
broken.
You are the one who needs
fixing,
not me.
Your wings may have healed
enough to allow you to fly,
but your soul has not
healed if it has not learned
to give.
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Your heart walked away
before you did.
I must have
overdosed on
the idea
of
you.
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I loved you the
right
kind of love, but
time
was not on my side.
I learned to differentiate between
loving the right
way
and loving the right
person.
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When a new opportunity for love
comes your way,
do not judge it based on
what your last partner had that
the new one
does not have.
Do not base it on how thankful
you are that the new one
does not have the same
flaws
that the old one had that
you hated.
Base it not on how much better the
new person is.
Base it on who they are.
Base it on whether their journey
fits with
yours.
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You will keep getting
let down and
let go
by them
until you realize the importance of
you holding your soul together,
until you realize the importance of you
keeping yourself lifted up.
You.
Yourself.
Without anyone.
I wish you knew
how much beauty is within
your soul.
You do not
need
anyone to l
ove you to
feel
that you are worthy
of being loved.
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You love those who don’t love you,
to the point of giving them your soul
if they needed it.
But you cannot love your own soul to
make sure that it is stitched together?
Isn’t the love that you give them
a reflection of the love
that your soul contains?
So, if they don’t want that love,
why don’t you give it
back
to yourself?
You become empty when
all you do is give
without giving
your own
self.
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The one who deserves you will
tell you:
Tell me your fears, and I will
fight them
with you.
Your fears are not bigger than
us.
I have fears, too.
Let’s walk through our fears
together
to get to the safety
that
our souls
long for.
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Thank you for silencing me.
You led me to break
the silence of thousands who
have met humans like you
who chose not to use their hearts to love,
to allow their consciences to be just
