you used to write me poetry but then you found someone else and dropped out of my life easily. i spent hours going through the things you wrote me trying to find some hint that it’d be so easy to drop me.
things have been differently recently. i’ve been taking better care of my hair. drinking water. putting myself through the paces like a show pony. sometimes i wear clothes that you would have thought were flashy. i go out without you wearing purely glitter in all things. i actually let myself cry over small things. you brought out the worst in me and it was still somebody i realized was worth loving. it took me a while but i realized it’s not my fault you left me.
my mother told me i look happier recently. i guess i have you to thank, actually.