Is not the way he sees me, as a project to be
Where you saw flaws and quirks and insanity,
He sees hobbies, habits and a different kind of mind but,
Different in a way he loves.
The things you wanted me to change to suit your wants, he
Sees as things to cherish, what makes me unique, what makes me
Who I am.
The pain you called baggage he holds in much
Stronger hands .
Lookingg back I wonder what I ever saw,
In someone who saw me as a project to
When there is someone who sees me
As a galaxy of stars and planets,
All of them that he