Years, reluctance.
Doctors tried to
force me; I didn’t
want to; I refused.
But what is this?
For you, I will?
Hoping you’ll see?
Is this all in vain?
I’ve all the proof
I could possibly
need to prove my
love, only for you.
I’m proud of me;
I actually did it:
pushed myself and
did something to
try and change a
thing about me that
I just don’t like.
All this, to gain
your admiration and
your love. Please,
see that I mean it.
Tell me you feel it
as much as I do…
I’ve taken the first
step to you. Will you,
do you, can you care?
April 29, 2011