[poetry] a little piece from the heart

ode to the future

I won't rush things once more
I won't settle for anything less either
maybe one day I'll meet a man
who lives up to his word
who would let his armour down in a fight
or won't desert me in an argument
maybe, I'll meet a man
with no girls on his speed dial
who isn't so thoughtless
and full of careless words

and one day maybe
when that time comes
I am a better version of myself—a woman
who doesn't rush things
begging and appeasing men
in the hopes that they would stay