Loving the void within (originallywritten May 2019).

You knew me when I was someone else, someone broken, hurt and alone, desperate to feel loved and wanted.  I was a sad soul, not yet understanding the real strength that hide inside.   Not seeing that the love I craved was my own.   I don't crave it anymore, I don't look for someone to fix my brokenness or to fill the void.  I have all of the tools to heal myself inside of me, I always did, I just lacked the courage to dig deep to find them. 

Days passed, then months and years, living life in search of the one to love my soul.   Some tried and found loving me was too difficult,  too much pain to handle.   Some didn't even try, just left without a word.  Some used me until someone else came along, someone to fill their vastness of pain, emptiness and void.    Some loved, some lied, no one could love me the way I needed.   Not until I finally loved myself