Honesty

Perhaps all my spoiled years

of being an only child

have armed me with audacity

to ask for the moon.

Still,

I will ask.

I will request that you make me first choice,

Not last resort,

Not the only loser left,

Not the “just because”

when all your better options say “no”.

Don’t come to me,

acting as if you chose me first,

When my intuition knows otherwise.

I will not be a falsified treasure

for those who have no respect

or value to provide.

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