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Single-Shamed

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And I am telling you...

Yesterday, my colleagues were talking about how they met their girlfriends and boyfriends.
They had sparkles in their eyes.
Their face were lit.
I was the only single person in the room and the only one who knew the Three Laws of Motion.
I asked myself, why am I still single?
Maybe because I always compare Einstein and Newton.
Maybe because I sometimes hate people.
People are needy.

They say love is magical, I need to feel it.
It is freeing.
It makes me cringe.
It doesn't make sense.
I am alone but never lonely.
I feel enough, nothing's missing.
Maybe I already found the magic.
Maybe people are talking too much.
Maybe I don't need to listen everytime.

I love myself.

I am enough.

It is enough.


I just need to breathe, stay alive and be kind.

© 2020 Old Notebook Poetry

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