Eleven Years

For eleven years of my life

I was stereotyped as the girl who

changed crushes like she changed underwear

you could never keep track any boy holding my heart

 

with every change I was reminded the same thing:

“don’t ever change for a boy”

in the end they won’t be worth it

and then you won’t remember who you really were

 

but what happens when after those eleven years

I am changed because of a boy

I didn’t change for him,

he changed me

 

because for once in eleven years

I am able to hold on to one boy

for longer than the wear of any undergarment

and I’m not about to stop now <3