Alright, alright, before I start the poem, I know you’re expecting a love poem for Valentine’s Day, which has just passed. But this is not your typical love poem, not in the traditional sense. You’ll see what I mean.
I dreamed of a wedding I called my own—
I got married
Not to anyone else, but to myself, really
Dragged my gown across the aisle by myself
And I wonder if everyone’s disappointed
Expecting more than an asymmetrical skirt
I called a gown
Waiting for the coat and tie
Waiting for someone there
But you see
I’m always too much or not enough
To everyone else
She’s just learning to love me for me
As cheesy as it may sound, this Valentine’s Day, and this year, in general, I hope you can all join me in learning to love ourselves first. At the end of the day, that’s the person who will be there for you. So go ahead, love and love boldly. You deserve it.