The first time I saw your face, I wrote thirty poems that day.

The day you went away, I wrote forty poems that day.

The day I tried to change, I wrote zero poems that day.

The day I accepted me, I wrote a hundred poems that day.

The day I saw your face wasn't the beginning for me.

The day you went away wasn't the end for me.

The day I tried to change was not progress for me.

The day I accepted me was the day I learned what it means to write poetry.

-k.m.