Love, Me

Dear me,

You're all I have left of myself.

But you are becoming different.

You aren't the girl I know anymore.

Someone else is defining your turn in me.

Such things are becoming out of the ordinary for me.

Knowledge is becoming more stronger and stranger.

Love has become more powerful,

And yet, you knew I never wanted it to happen.

Your appearance has changed,

Somewhat faster than I expected.

Your dares are almost becoming permanent.

Your childhood dresses are becoming your tomboy discreetness.

I don't know how much more I can take of this.

I've become more and more afraid of you in me.

You become to pursue danger far more than it's already been.

Your mischief has gotten me in trouble.

How can I tell you to stop?

I need you to understand that this is not what I want in me.

I need you to understand that you are,

The emotion, the urge, the life, that I need.

Please, hear me out.

Love, Me