Its not the two anymore.

Change of body language;
My swiftness reduced;
Moving away from self,
And closer to the new comer.

Change in my own form,
Feeling beautiful at times;
With the new popping bump,
Showing me the new self.

People ogling at you;
Some with a smile,
Some with an exclamation,
I still don't get them

Exciting most of the times,
A bit overwhelming too;
Fastening our seat belts,
For the new roller coaster ride.