AnnLay

Your steps enslave me, Your beauty hurts my eyes, Your smile burns my heart, Your eyes murder me, Your voice punishes me, Your dance bleeds me, I shouldn't like you, but I do.

There's a difference between you and I Your spine is straight Mine is crooked Your hips are even Mine are not At first I thought I was special Unique, and unlike the others In a way, this was true Although it was Not in the way I'd like it to be. "You have Scoliosis," He told me "It's a 37 degree curve." He said. I looked at the x-ray My spine looked like an S It was sickening Disgusting Horrifying Fascinating It intrigued me Did my spine really look like that? Under this flesh and muscle? "If it gets worse," He said "You will have to wear a brace." He warned I thought I wouldn't mind I thought I would be fascinating,