How did we ever work?
I’m so different now.
I’m more me now.

How did we ever last?
You are so different now.
You seem more you now.

How did we make it three years without breaking?
We are too different from each other.
Like two miss matched puzzle piece being shoved together,
And even though it hurt and felt wrong,
I loved it.
But god does it feel good to be pushed under the bed,
Lost there for a little while,
With no other piece being crammed into my uneven curves.
-ALC February 28, 2017