Love doesn't respect Time

If I make you scared of love, does it mean I am not enough?

If I make you scared of commitment, does it mean you love someone more? 

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Because my friends would say I am rigid, you and I know that's wrong, I can swear it was not the same with you.

I spent lots of time tendering my hurts, I spent most night swearing i was enough.

Lately, I was thinking about how I wanted  to be loved, safe and cared for. 

Glittering star with deep pit. 

The friendly scar is starting to heal. 

Faster than I thought because I have found the love that I couldn't time.

Somehow I am starting to realize that I never healed enough.

I never healed enough to understand that you don't stay with people who don't want you.

I never healed enough to anticipate a love that can cure.

But I healed enough, I healed enough to lift others up, I healed to understand fear, to think with my head and not my heart.

Now I understand there are voices everywhere, some say this love would be like the other ones, another say it would be worse, and that little one says it would be the best.

All of these noises has given me a name for love.

Tonight, I look in the mirror.

In a long time since forever, I decided to fight, to fight my thoughts, to fight for my desire, to fight for the love I have seen, the love I want. 

So cheers to a timeless love.

May one time never be enough, but should my heart be broken, I shall forever be a nun.