Why I love myself..

Well, I was left all alone. I wanted to cry. Actually, I nearly cried. 

I needed a hand to wipe them off, only my own was available. I wished for a wish for me by any well-wisher. But why someone else would, when my own didn't work. I but went to find a way for them from some other side. I left without collecting. As I found none. 

Walking alone felt annoying, tiring, and boring. But options could not locate me perhaps. 

Am I upset?

Nah, actually

thanking myself.

For when everybody left me

to fight alone, 

to struggle in the dark,

to strive for a 

single ray of hope,

I was my friend.

I certainly was with me,

to hold myself up,

every time I wanted to give up.

I lifted myself,

when I collapsed down.

I might shed a tear

but am not scared now.

As I found a friend,

who makes me smile.

And that's the reason,

Why I love me 

more than anybody else.

Yes, I'm in love

with me, me, and me.

Oh! Eternal, This is love.