Sweetness and softness

Were old friends seldom heard from

Rather, my best friends

Were my bottles of whiskey and rum

Expensive taste would be the ruin of me

Tear stained pillows and empty pints of ice cream

Exponentially growing anxiety,

A broken heart and low self-esteem

I woke up today, and bought myself a bouquet

Rather than sulk and cry on another Valentine’s Day

I’ve resigned myself to a job and a cat

Cupid hates me, and I think I’m becoming fat

Started a routine yesterday, and went out with my friends

After a long time, I feel like me again

I buy myself flowers now, once every week

I’ve never been happier, never been more me

Went on a date last night, first time since him

He had blonde eyes and blue hair

Drove me home, and grabbed my hand in the car,

Interlacing our finger, and I swear there was a spark

A couple weeks have gone by, since that night

My boyfriend bring me flowers now, every other day

Says that the daises remind him of me,

And that he wouldn’t have it any other way

3 years have gone by, since that week,

And within three months he gave me a ring

Today we sit, side by side,

And we look at our new child with pride

7 years have gone by, since Jane was born

I have two more kids, a girl and boy

Still happily married, with a published book on the way

It’s hard to think I was in the dumps of heartbreak

He changed me in many ways, but I owe it to myself

You were strong and you were kind,

And though you ended up falling behind,

You made it out alive, and for that courage

I reckon you are a hero,

a legend, and to my past self,

I will always look to you

With pride