Seventy One Things I Love About you

XXVII

You aren't ashamed
You'd tell the world I was yours if you could.
You don't care that I'm the sister of the drug addict. I'm me, you say, and that's all that matters. It doesn't matter that we're both screw ups from screwed up families. As long as we have each other, we'll be okay.
You're not ashamed of me. Ever.
You even buy me pads when I'm in need. You don't care about what others think because you say I'm your world.
I know you're mine.