I suppose I love you
because you were always
true to me.
You taught me to be strong
and honest,
and you motivated and challenged me.
In the end,
I guess I though
you were trying to change me too,
and I became defensive
of who I was,
even though I didn't like me.
I remember a conversation
in one of my many kitchens
when you told me
I have a long way to go.
I didn't believe you then.
But I do now.
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