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A Letter To My Future Lover
I will not be easy to love.
I will not become pliable at the sound of your voice,
But I will try to make you melt at the sound of mine.
My thoughts are often a cage to which
The key has been lost with me trapped inside.
I will never be a lady- if I wear nice clothing,
I want something. And boy, I better get it.
I am fire and ice swirled like ice cream
And when you try to pull me apart,
I become a firecracker.
They will always be able to pick us apart
From the crowd, using my shouts like a map.
The words I use curl around and trip over each other
In a hurry to escape, and I need somebody- you-
To untangle the wreckage.
I am forever thirteen, the day I kissed him
Still lodged in my memory like a slow-burning candle.
I can not- I will not -give you that memory.
I will not be easy to love.
I will pull and scratch and bite-
But I will love.
Harder than you have ever been loved.
And maybe, just maybe-
That will be enough.
It has to be.
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