r.h. Sin

I’m willing to help carry
whatever it is

that may be dragging you down

I’m willing to climb the wall
you’ve built

I love you for who you are

even when you think your soul
isn’t good enough to reap the
benefits of my love

falling short.

you weren’t strong enough to
catch me

and that’s fine

you weren’t brave enough to
love me and that’s okay

I forgive you for failing at
pretending to be everything

that I wanted

I forgive you for falling short

of my expectations

the unforgettable

I thought I knew the sound

of love

until it was delivered

in your voice

you know what’s painful

sleep is no longer a means of
rest

you’re in love, heartbroken or
both

lying there restless

watching the night bleed into
the morning

wishing you had more hours to

your mistakes.

don’t beat yourself up

for being too good

for them

don’t be so hard on yourself

the women

who wake up tired emotionally

restless during the night

unable to sleep

drained both physically and
mentally

smiling in an effort to hold back
the tears

you are beautiful

stop teaching these women how
to deal with no-good men and
motivate them to avoid these
types of men altogether

teach them self-esteem and self-
assurance

teach them self-love and respect

I’ve come to realize

that those who smile the most

usually shed the most tears

in secret

and those who laugh the
hardest

are usually the ones who cry the
loudest

in silence.

some people spend most

of their lives

either surviving heartache

or dying from the weight

of emotional distress

shit

we’ve always wanted

too late.

no one misses you until you
walk away

no one appreciates you until
you’re gone

no one understands this until
you’ve given up on waiting for
things to get better

no one listens until silence is the
only thing left