Poetry.
Self-Love
External love isn’t always forever, but self-love can be
Not every love story turns out to be a love story. Not every first love is real love. Not every kiss is bliss. Not every special person is for you.
External love can come and go, Just like the seasons say goodbye, and then hello. But the love you have for yourself should always stay. Self-love should never sway or turn another way. Hold onto self-love — It’s always there, so let it grow.






