Loving Him More Than I Loved Myself

I remember a time when I loved him more than I loved myself.
I thought that without him, I could be nobody else.
I wouldn't have fun.
I would no longer have an identity.

I used to think we were meant to be
Until the day he told me that
We weren't working out and couldn't fix things.
I tried convincing myself that
We would be back together in no time...
A couple of days at most.

But those couple of days turned into weeks
And those weeks turned into months.
I remember crying myself to sleep every night
And just praying to god that
He would bring me back my first love.
But after many months of sadness
I realized he wasn't coming back.

He was there for me physical but began to drift away
From me emotionally as time went on.
And once new girls came into his life
I knew what we had could never be recreated.

I would never be surprised with a warm hug
I would never sleep to the sound of his voice
I would never wake up in the middle of the night
Because of his love text messages.
And I would never have my best friend anymore.

But I'm okay with that realization now
Because I know that there has to be someone out there
That will fill that empty part of my life.
There is someone else that will surprise me with a hug
Or talk to me until I fall asleep.

There is someone out there that will be my new best friend.
There is someone that will love me and I will love him unconditionally.
And I won't have to reach the point of loving him more than I love me.