I remember how unworthy I felt
and how heavy the nights could be.
And today as I unpacked my last box
and dug through pieces of my past
my heart went cold.
I placed that second ring on my middle finger
and so vividly thought of the girl who used to think
her future was doomed.
Just as one of the jewels is missing
from that second ring
so was the love from our relationship.
You used me, I kept my mouth shut.
Two and a half years later.
Two men, two rings.
Both got down on their knees,
but oh what a difference there is when
someone actually loves you
and doesn't demand the worst parts of yourself.
If I could tell my past self one thing, it is this:
Be patient and hang on.
I swear someone is going to love you more than you could ever imagine.
And he won't demand anything of you, but gooey grilled cheese sandwiches.