pride

I am a Leo by zodiac and I have the mane to prove it.

Untamable.

My hair moves with me, another limb more than an accessory piece.

She snarls attitude and cooperates only when she wants to.

But when she does –

WeArePowerful

She makes me look good by making herself look fearsome.

She waves vanity at passersby, enticing with her body. No apologies for the space she takes up, standing tall, escaping her confines when it suits her best.

She leaves her presence everywhere -

My ex’s pillow to be exact.

I like to think she did it out of spite, a pre-conceived vengeance, just in case it was necessary.

Her kamikaze sacrifice to let him know years after the fact:

I was here

You cannot erase me

Hear me roar