I spent my youth in limerence

From boys at school to far off prince

I thought this “love” was just the norm

Not love attachment, never formed

When I grew up I learned that longing

Wasn’t love, just not belonging

To a heathy grounded mother

That’s why I longed to find another

Even if no “love” existed

In my world my “love” persisted

Until I healed my child within

By going where I’d never been

And cried for our abandonment

Got mad for all our time ill spent

Until I had my child convinced

My love is real not limerence❤️