Lost Love

I look back

At the memories we’d made

The times we shared

The lessons you taught.

Be brave.

Be strong.

Be confident.

Be loud.

Most lessons were forgotten.

Blown away by the winds of a façade.

That the world we lived in was perfect

But now, the masquerade is over.

Yes, you taught me to be brave.

Strong.

Confident.

Loud.

I just didn’t tune into the lesson

Until you left.

So despite our arguments

Our quarrels

Our mess.

I took with me something valuable.

I may have lost you.

But I have not lost love.