it has been 367 days since you broke me to what I thought was beyond repair
you stopped loving me some time before that
I picked myself apart to try to figure out what was so wrong with me that you couldn’t hold one ounce of love for me anymore
I tried to rid myself of every part of myself that you had touched
I cut my hair off and messed it up almost beyond repair
I have discarded the girl you once knew, I have become someone completely new
at first it was for the worst, but now it’s for the better
she now fits me like my favorite sweater ...