when i was little i had big dreams
fancy cars, turrets on my castle, a stable full of horses
but as time went by
the word “no” became as common as “you” and “i”

“i want to be rich”
“no”
“i want to love how i look”
“no”
“i want to be happy”
“no”

instead i began to accommodate for others
make the “no’s” of their lives into “yes’s”
i worked hard to control my own destiny,
put money in my own pocket,
accomplish my dreams,
but then there was you.

you won me over,
and i know it’s a cliche but you stole my heart
your favourite thing to say to me was “for you”.
“a kiss for you”
“chocolate for you”
“a date for you”

you must have gotten tired of those words though
because soon that’s all i ever seemed to say
you made simple gestures feel like a chore
you made me afraid to say “no”
but why did you always get your way?