Own It

Innocence has its travails of Losing the true identity of Being touchy versus being sensitive. I ruined many beautiful moments Forsook my joys to reel in entanglements Of lively public bantering as being abusive A mild joke was a jab of cold heartedness Brooding for days over the other's rudeness Undervaluing true love by being hyperreactive I left old love for foreign shores Not on basis of personal wars But reasons much more elaborative Long distances and free of heart I downsized my kiddish touchiness as advert My heart became ruminatively introspective I realised no man could live up to his demeanour and heart A reversal of attitude transformed me with better art I pined for his undemanding nature, now so laudative I returned with a list of do's and dont's in my small fist Loaded with more love for my compulsive humorist Being a little calmative, relationships become more attractive April 22, 2016 Sponsor: Cyndi MacMillan