A Pivotal Realization

By Mac Guerreiro

“She is a flower at all times,”

A realization no man has ever had,

One that eye haven’t either,

Yet you figured it out,

Tough isn’t my style,

Though eye thought it was,

But you called my bluff,

You saw the truth,

And you treat me accordingly,

Eye never thought eye’d want that,

To be seen as the same roses eye admire,

But it makes sense now when eye think about it,

Wanting to be “stronger” than eye am,

For lack of a better word,

Only made things worse,

Made me see myself as flawed,

Simply because eye seemed to be more delicate when compared to most,

Yet you help me see and accept the truth,

Every time you smile and say “you’re so you,”

You help my flower bloom.