29AM (revive)

to be loved is to be changed

to be loved is to be changed

I find as I know, and meet, and love new people

and find new strangers,

I am changed.

i am different

I am a product of those who I am loved by

take that as you must.

i know my reading comes from my first friends from high school

the plants that line my walls come from my best friend 

the bracelet I keep on my wrist like a good luck charm from May

my growing hair that holds my memories from when I cut it in year 7

my chipping red nail polish that matches how I did it last year.

but am I changed by the people I love?

or do I change to be loved by them?

did I read those books, or get those plants, or wear that bracelet because they would like it or because I do?

is either better or worse?