I didn't need diamonds,
fancy dinners,
or trips to places with clear blue water.
I only needed time---
attention I didn't have to beg for.
I texted too often.
asking for proof I mattered
when I wasn't in front of him.
But I didn't then, either.
I sat beside him
while he texted friends
to a game night
I wouldn't be invited to.
I won't ever ask for flowers again.
If someone wants to, they will.
He did for someone else
on a second date
while we were broken up.
I will no longer accept less
than I need
to be easier to love.
I won't agree to last-minute invites
or
wait for a future we can't plan for.
Now, I stay home.
I write.
I paint.
I read.
I sleep.
I'm not strong.
I'm not resilient.
I'm careful.
I'm guarded.
I'm afraid of trying.
I'm afraid of hoping.
I stay home.
I watch tv.
I ugly cry.
I eat.
I sleep.
I'm not strong.
I'm not resilient.
I'm careful.
I'm guarded.
I'm afraid of wanting.
I'm afraid of needing.
I stay home.
I clean.
I think.
I talk to myself.
I sleep.
I'm not strong.
I'm not resilient.
I'm careful.
I'm guarded.
I don't trust my judgment.
I don't trust my heart.
I stay home.
I'm sad.
I'm lonely.
I'm barely living.
I sleep.
I sleep.
I sleep so damn much.
About the Creator
Tina D. Lopez
Finally realizing I need to start acting like the main character in my own life. Writing helps me figure out where I keep losing the plot and giving away my spotlight. My story is a big mix of drama, comedy, tragedy, thriller, and, horror.
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