No man deserves me and I know this of course. What’s worse is each man I’ve known deep down knows he’s not worthy either. Grateful, but not grateful enough to compromise, understand me make it work. But I love anyway until the bitter end until I am persuaded finally I am worthy enough for myself. I am my own lover, my own best friend. On my own forever. That’s all I’ve ever learned from common man.
I am my own lover, my own best friend. On my own forever.