REPLACEMENT
The reflection in the mirror is judging me again. What does she have that i do not and how can someone be so perfect in every single way?
Is she what you always longed for? Straight, carefully braided golden hair? Is this it? Are you tempted by the dimples in her cheeks when she smiles? Or perhaps it is her warm, sparkling black eyes or her cute, snub nose. Maybe freckles in the sun or a pleasant, gentle voice. It is better to think that you were amazed by her figure- I can starve, change my style and become the same.
But I am afraid the reason lies elsewhere. Afraid thet you lacked hugs, entertainment or even comfort- but deep down you know I have given you too much of everything. And that was the problem. I was simply too much. The most ironic thing is that i do not hate her. Actually, she became my idol, my biggest inspiration. But I still look forward to become her variation.
At this point my love for her is way stronger than yours, because she is someone I can never be. How can someone be so perfect in every way?
-Was she the right choice
for my replacement?
NZ
CHANGE
Isn’t it strange how
everything in your life can change
in only a minute or maybe two.
The things that were once there,
the people, the sounds,
suddenly they are not around.
It’s like they were never there
and all that’s left is the smell,
the whispers of what once was,
reminding you it will never be the same again.
But change isn’t always a bad thing,
even if it makes you sad.
It can also make you happy,
Or sometimes even mad.
There is nothing you can do about it
That is just how life is.
Everything is temporary
and that can be scary
but when we accept this
it can be freeing.
We embrace the beauty of changes
and cherish the moments that are fleeting.
ZB