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15.09.23

He was always trying to change me
He wished my laugh wasn't as loud
My temperament not as sunny
He asked that I didn't eat as much
So my waist becomes a tad more tiny
He hinted a switch from coffee to tea
To make turn in when he got sleepy
He traded my favorite books for movies
Jealous of all my fictional lovers
He made me steadily lose pieces of myself
When I did recover the final piece
I swore none will ever lead me to lose me
I'm nowhere near perfect but I'm certainly me

~RC

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