Love is love . Is love .

Speaking of being broken , as if it was glorious . As if the pain made you who you are . Because honey , it most certainly did.

*** my first time posting .

A series of poetry from different times in my life . Needs editing . Some words may be misplaced . But I found this app and wondered if anyone else has ever felt these feelings . These are all letters to myself in a way .

Please do not copy my work , or use it for anything. In any way . I own rights to anything I post and I don't not give permission for my words to be used for any kind of posting .

My pen name is Lady.
Simple .

Thank you .

I will be adding weekly . Hopefully you guys like .