you change me
when i am with you
i feel that i am someone different
i feel that people who know me
would cock their heads, lean back, and squint a bit and say
soledad?
but these people know only my outline
the fuzzy shades, the opaque shell
i feel weak in the best ways when i am with you
feel bashful and timid and fragile
feel loud and raucous and teasing
you change me
when i am with you
i feel that i am someone different
myself
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