The first man I ever loved
Was too busy trying to get popular
To notice that I existed
The second man I ever loved
Was too busy learning who he was
To notice that I existed
The third man I ever loved
Was too busy studying
To notice that I existed
The fourth man I ever loved
Was too busy loving himself
To notice that I existed
To all the men I’ve ever loved
Who were too busy to notice me
Thank you for teaching me
How to love myself when you didn’t
“To The Men I Once Loved” is a poem that I wrote some time ago. It is a poem dedicated to the men I have had feelings for. Even though these feelings were not reciprocated they taught me lessons. They taught me about life. And for that I am thankful. Sometimes pain helps us understand and learn better. Yes, the pain hurts but growth is painful.
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