No man can destroy me, no matter how madly I love him
No ex-girlfriend’s ghost will haunt me, no matter how insecure I am
No boy nor girl is worth my precious tears
No angel nor devil is worth my sleepless nights
I, a wonder of the world, God’s own creation
I, a miracle of two incredible humans to walk this Earth
I, a joyful, lovely, enigmatic flower child
I am above jealousy and pettiness
I will not cry for that which is not mine, or for that which is
For that which is not mine, I cannot trap, and that which is, I cannot lose
And whatever/whoever stays or leaves, it will be my destiny
And I’ll still be here, shrugging, accepting, and not crying
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