I Remember

I remember the time I was in love.

Fast forward of choosing me, I hated the treatment.

Is it terrible I chose my beliefs over yours?

I remember the lovers I had and their friends.

Having friends around a love?

It was a bad choice.

Not my doing but what to expect if it's ruined?

If I felt it was safe, I would open up about the relationship.

My standards changed since then.

A growing process making progress.

You broke my heart as soon as I broke yours.

I am glad the people I used to talk to have happier days.

A happier person is respected.