Self Love

I accepted myself when I love you. I got freedom in varied forms. I see the life like it’s should be. Without pinky glasses on my eyes. I don’t want from someone expectation. I don’t put my hopes in somebody’s hands. I know some may say that I’m changed. Maybe I am getting too cold and too selfish. But who will care about me if not I am. I can’t hurt myself anymore. I miss sometimes about this girl I was before. But then I wasn’t love myself.