While empathy came as fluent as my mother tongue,
I never learnt to spell out the word self preservation
I had to ask myself ,wouldn't you do that for a dear friend ,
everytime I chose to use a spoon
I had to ask myself ,would you do that to your worst enemy,
everytime I picked up a knife instead
I hope it's not too late to learn all the languages of love ,
Including the one that extends to the self
I hope you won't hate how poor of a beginner I am ,
For I have always been proficient in that
I hope you will forgive me for the many deep breaths ,
I have to take to get it right
Most of all , I hope I have the courage to forgive myself trying to learn all that
I hope I someday would learn all the languages of love

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