My therapist once asked me
To write down everything I wanted in a mate
At first, nothing came up
Well, actually, more like
Everything came up
But I couldn't catch just one
I tried my best to jot down one idea
But the force was crippling my hand
The only words that came out
"The complete opposite of you"
This was about 2 years ago
I ended up writing a lot more afterward
But never got rid of my first line
And now
It seems it has come true
She really is the opposite of you
I wish I could find that piece of paper
YOU ARE READING
Beautiful Enough To Frame
PoetryTwo years in the making. Two years of my life put into words. There is nothing more left to say.