FREE VERSE Poem: Loved Enough, by Inna Omelyukh

He says he loves me.
I wish I knew how to love me too.
Maybe I can outsource the job of loving me. To him.
Have his love reflect from my body,
Like a sunset reflecting from an empty glass building.
Better yet, maybe I can take that love,
And pass it off as my own.
Plagiarize it.
Maybe then I’ll feel
Loved enough.

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