He focused on her like a complex scenario
One that required patience
Effort and more patience again
Like... Learning cursive
She could only be written softly
Strokes feather light and thread thin
An error would ruin her detail
Bruising her beauty... Just bruising!
He can't adapt to such delicacy
To such supreme standards
He's too bold and too capital
Nothing italics can fix
So for her
He lost his title
Minimized and became less bold
No longer commanding and dark
She noticed him then
Now that he's a Calibri Boy
BINABASA MO ANG
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