You and your morals
get to me.

I thought maybe you would be softened
by my secretly seductive scent,
the way I work my curves,
how I voice your name.

I was wishing
your will might switch off that little song
which is telling you this is all wrong.

I hope that you fall back on me.
Just let yourself go,
Immerse in my sweet nothings,
as our noses rubbed gently.

Let me do everything to you
and leave regrets to tomorrow
leave guilt to old age.

But no.
you're Moral.

And that's what I love about you.

You never really get over it. You just simply learn to live with what has happened and how it has changed you. Now that I think about it, I don't mind the way I've changed. I don't want to go back to they way I was. I was weak. But now, I'm stronger than I've ever been. I see life in a new light. I see more beauty and I've learned so much in the past couple months. I've learned about myself and who I'm meant to be. I've learned to deal with life and the unknown things it throws at me. I admit, I may have some weak moments, but it's a part of life. At times, I may forget who I am, I may feel lost in a sea of people. But, I always find my way back to happiness and that's what's important. Just know that things will be okay.