9-12-25-7-2

I think I loved the you Before Isn't that awful, baby? You've worked so hard So long Clawing desperately toward a version Of yourself only you could see. I admired your efforts Fondly watched your warming ashes, But my heart grew heavier Each day, With every improvement. Isn't that awful, baby? I loved you Before-- We were shattered pieces in a crooked frame, And I was never stupid, but God, I wished And Hoped-- I'm so glad to see that Blazing smile of yours; I'm so pleased for you To be who you want to be. But I loved the you from Before. And since that you is long gone, Perhaps it's times for me to be, too.