You were once clean
Like all creation.
Beautiful and unfamiliar,
Full of possibilities and ambitions.
Just waiting to create your own story.
Your imagination is your only limit.
But I did not fall in love with you
Because of your cleanliness
Or because of your image.
I did not fall in love with you
Because you were new
Or because it was fated.
I fell in love with you because
Of your contemporary ideas.
I fell in love with you because
Of your imperfections.
I fell in love with you because
Of your ancient scars.
I fell in love with you because
You made me laugh when I wanted to cry.
I fell in love with you because
You beckoned me to come into your mind.
I fell in love with you because
You consumed everything that I ever was.
You didn’t care about my past.
You didn’t care about my feelings.
You didn’t care about my looks.
You cared about your selfish ambitions.
You cared about seeing the world.
You cared about changing me.
You altered my being and my story.
So thank you.
If you have not seen a pattern with my poems? Read the others and you will see it.