Every now and then you come to mind,
clever little thing.
I heard that you traded in your pills and powder
for your natural color
and a wardrobe that covers your
curves.

Everyone deserves a chance at happiness,
even if temporarily,
it comes at the cost of
mine.

Somehow I never hated you
though you more than once deserved it.

A consequence of long nights trying to keep you safe.

Cards on the table,
I cared for
but never actually loved
you.

Love is for when you love what they are
instead of what you want them to be.

But there we were side by side at night
me naive
and you trying to find yourself.

I hope you finally did.