You wouldn't even spare me a few minutes,
To see me on our anniversary.

Whenever you came back to me,
You would say you'll accept all my flaws.
But soon enough,
You would leave while insisting that I change.

Change.

You always say,
A leopard never changes its spots.
I used to argue.
Now I agree.

But what else can I do.
Let's not expect miracles overnight.
There is no guarantee,
That time alone will bring about changes.
And then again I am one stubborn fellow.

Accept the flaws,
Or erase them?