No!
Regal, confident.
A statement.
A declaration.
No!
You only come this far.
The boundary is clear.
Trespassers beware!
No!
Grey zones disappear.
White lies evaporate.
Psychological and emotional blackmail exposed.
No!
You resist me now, and you loathe me, I know.
You were used to barging into my life as you pleased.
That time is over now; it’s a new dawn.
No!
My no is a regal gown that clothes me.
What I reject reveals what I accept.
Without you, dear two-letter word, I am void and without form.
No!
My newly made friend.
Our first encounter was clumsy and nerve-racking.
Now I gladly embrace you.
No!
My lovely one, come away with me, and let’s explore this wild forest of my life.
My dear two-letter friend let us create margins and limits.
May our new boundaries enclose our beautiful secret garden called “the real me.”