What if you're my soulmate; the one made for me?
But made is all you'll ever be.
Perfectly designed to better me.
But you strayed from your destined path. You took all the lefts; chose to never do the right thing.
You will always feel like "meant to be."
You were made for me but you are no longer meant for me.
You chemically changed your design. You can't go back, you don't fit in your cookie cutter outline that perfectly aligns with mine.
YOU ARE READING
Metamorphosis
Poetry"You do not cease to exist just because I wish you to." Started: 4/3/20 Finished: 8/20/20 My 6th poetry book.
