Promises

on

I let everything grow out of me

I scrubbed away the smell of you

scrubbed away the memories of us

that lingered on my body,

scrubbed away

all the promises you made

and wrote some promises of my own:

I promise to love myself.

I promise to protect myself.

I promise not to settle.

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