I fought so hard to be the one,
I thought my battle would be won.
I watched him leave another heart,
Believing we could have a brand-new start.
I held his hand, I heard him say
That I was different in every way.
I thought I'd found what I'd been missing,
A love worth chasing, a dream worth wishing.
But now the quiet keeps me awake,
With all the doubts I cannot shake.
A question whispers through my mind,
"Will I be next that he leaves behind? "
Because I know the story that came before,
I know the pain he caused before.
And though I wanted to believe I'd be
The exception to what history showed me.
I won his heart, but now I fear
That someday I'll disappear.
That the same hands that pulled me near
Could be the ones that bring me tears.
I don't want love built on regret,
Or promises that someone forgets.
I want a heart that chooses me,
Not one that changes when it's easy to leave.
So I'll love, but I'll also see,
The truth of what he shows to me.
Because a love worth holding tight
Should never make me fear the night.
I won the battle, this much is true,
But now I need to know if love is too.
For winning someone doesn't mean you've won—
A heart must stay when the chase is done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem