To all the boys I've loved before, part one
We are not your mothers
You have been weaned from the breast of a woman for years
Yet you come to us wounded and half filled with promises
You can only keep half the time
Trying to suck a loss 'sense of self' dry
We have become much too accustomed to sleepless nights
And damp pillows have become much too accustomed
To waiting for our empty beds to be weighed down with the bodies of men
Heavy with the scent and the hands of other women
And we simply wanting to be loved
And to love ourselves unconditionally
Simply wanting the truth of whether you can really love us or not
Play Hester Prynne
Place scarlet letters on our chest
Become adulteresses
Cheating ourselves out of what we truly deserve
Willing to settle for less
Willing to act like a little less than a goddess
Willing to sleep with the enemy
Men too scared to stop acting like boys
Thinking we can love away their scars
So we take the lashes of the insecurities they pour on us
And lick our wounds in quiet mourning
For the little girls that we lose by the minute
Part two
You said you had a photographic memory
But apparently you forgot
That honesty begins by being real with yourself
And the ones you claim you love
The truth cannot be hidden
What's clouded in darkness will always come to light my love
You should've known that
Claiming you saw my light so clearly and brightly
I guess sh*t happens
I just wish it wasn't me
And I guess it's so much better
To have loved and lost than never to have loved at all
I know that's some easy sh*t to say
But I'm still going to try and live by it
I'm still going to try to put faith to rest in it
I will sleep on dry pillows now
In a bed big enough to love myself in
I will awake these coming mornings with my eyes dry and shining
And full of the knowledge that I am priceless
And worth nothing but honesty
I will remove the scarlet letter from my chest
And take the hand of the little girl I used to be
And say "I'm sorry" to her
I'm sorry for cheating you out of the joy you have always deserved
And I will wait for a man to come along
That can give me the truth of how much he can really love me.
We are not your mothers
You have been weaned from the breast of a woman for years
Yet you come to us wounded and half filled with promises
You can only keep half the time
Trying to suck a loss 'sense of self' dry
We have become much too accustomed to sleepless nights
And damp pillows have become much too accustomed
To waiting for our empty beds to be weighed down with the bodies of men
Heavy with the scent and the hands of other women
And we simply wanting to be loved
And to love ourselves unconditionally
Simply wanting the truth of whether you can really love us or not
Play Hester Prynne
Place scarlet letters on our chest
Become adulteresses
Cheating ourselves out of what we truly deserve
Willing to settle for less
Willing to act like a little less than a goddess
Willing to sleep with the enemy
Men too scared to stop acting like boys
Thinking we can love away their scars
So we take the lashes of the insecurities they pour on us
And lick our wounds in quiet mourning
For the little girls that we lose by the minute
Part two
You said you had a photographic memory
But apparently you forgot
That honesty begins by being real with yourself
And the ones you claim you love
The truth cannot be hidden
What's clouded in darkness will always come to light my love
You should've known that
Claiming you saw my light so clearly and brightly
I guess sh*t happens
I just wish it wasn't me
And I guess it's so much better
To have loved and lost than never to have loved at all
I know that's some easy sh*t to say
But I'm still going to try and live by it
I'm still going to try to put faith to rest in it
I will sleep on dry pillows now
In a bed big enough to love myself in
I will awake these coming mornings with my eyes dry and shining
And full of the knowledge that I am priceless
And worth nothing but honesty
I will remove the scarlet letter from my chest
And take the hand of the little girl I used to be
And say "I'm sorry" to her
I'm sorry for cheating you out of the joy you have always deserved
And I will wait for a man to come along
That can give me the truth of how much he can really love me.
_Mayda Del Valle
I encourage you to watch the youtube version though. go to "To all the boys I've loved before Mayda Del Valle". You wont be dissappointed .
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