I Am... Changed

I Am... Changed 

Because after you, I was destroyed.

And I was trying to recreate myself, but it wasn't me.

And that's what I am trying to show you

That's why I am disappointed

That's why I regret it.

Being with you was the realest me I've ever been. 

That is why I can't stand to be with anyone else.

This poem is about: 
Me

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