Regarding Him

A poem about a boy that's with someone else.

I’m changing who I am today,

So I’m taking a look at him anyway.

He’s young, let’s call him baby,

All the girls are sugar in his tea.

When I see him on his bike

I imagine him in the Tour de France

Going a million miles an hour

But always staying with his team.

When he writes love letters

I hope they are for me even though

I see him with someone else all the time.

Not me.

I’m changing, but I hope he doesn’t.

The End

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