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You did not love me and I surely hated you.

You were not cooperative and we just did not vibe.

Why was I cursed with you?

You’re just a thorn in my side.

A constant reminder that I am not good enough.

With your tight fist, you fought me every step of the way. 

A constant tug of war. 

You pushed and I pulled.

Why couldn’t you be like the rest?

If you were, then I would be blessed. 

Why me? Why you? Why us?

You’re abrasive, unruly and unkind.

There were days I didn’t want to claim you as mine.

Words of judgment constantly clouded my mind.

Not realizing you were one of kind.

One of kind that just needed love.

Love that I did not know how to give.

Love that you needed to just live.      

 You live beyond any expectations I had for you.

Your strength and loyalty remained true.

You never gave up on me.

I just had to open my eyes and see.

To see the true beauty you bestow.

You have a story that needed to be told.

The more I understood your story, I began to understand me.

You completed me.

You and I are two of a kind.

 From our complexity to our unpredictability.

From our adaptability to our strength.

We developed an unbreakable bond.

A bond that is deeply rooted.

Before we knew it , our relationship and confidence grew.

We are a prefect pair of Queens, who knew?

In actuality you never let me down.

I am proud to wear you as my crown.