Mine All Mine

There is a boy I know 

He calls me names 

Not to ridicule me, no 

He calls me those to make my face heat up in flames 

I woke up this morning to a message on my phone from this boy 

“I know you’re asleep, but…” 

And I learned everything I needed to know 

I know that I’m not just his toy 

I know he’s someone I can trust, like living in a sturdy hut 

I know, that in his eyes, I’m not a crow

Or someone who is  below  him 

Someone who he can’t stomp on and make feel so low 

And this boy is mine.

This boy is only mine.