Surviving

There was once a time when I was in love with a man who didn’t know if he loved me. I certainly did love him. The equation never sat right and ultimately he left. I fought for him, stooped quite low in fact and even today when I remember him and the things I did to win him back, I feel embarrassed and small.

This time, I am not putting up a fight. If someone feels that they deserve better than me, then so be it. If some one feels that I am not good enough, then I will not want to correct them. I will silently move on.

Time has taught me to manage on my own. I am a survivor. And I don’t need a man by my side.