I have changed my hair. I wear different clothes now, new lingerie, there is no common intimacy anymore. I have changed so much of myself, to spite you.
But you still know what makes me laugh and how I make my tea. You know that I’m loud when I’m happy and quiet when I’m sad. You know what makes me smile when I think no one is looking, that I talk fast when I’m nervous. You know that you still make me nervous.
I hate that you know me.