Never have I been chosen in love
Forever wish I to have a different answer
Endeavor to change my stars I have
Wherever might lead me to affection
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Forgot I was to many a woman
Naught for trying to attempts at love
Fraught in failure were my gestures given
Taught well myself a valuable lesson hereof
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Whatever happened to finding the one
Whomever may that poor soul be
However can they be found fond
Whenever none wants my company
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Tears of mine will not make her appear
Fears won’t cause her to draw near
Sears of agonizing pain internal
Peers with judgment rest indeed infernal
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Upon my failure endearing any female
To interest in my heart
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No woman told me she fancied me for sadie’s
No interest shown in priors past
No lady accepted my cordial advances
No one has seen me as more than friend
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Always the groomsman but never the groom
Haze of failure looms within my room
Why have I been gifted such passions
When all I can do within is but hide
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What is left to do but cry deep inside
Two Pink Lines
I had never really felt like a child. I'd always had to raise myself. My mother was just a teenager when she'd had me and consequently, we had spent my whole childhood arguing and fighting like a couple of sisters as opposed to mother and daughter. My father was older than my mother but still had some maturing to do himself. He focused his entire life on me, his little girl but never realized the pressure that put on me. I always felt I had to raise him even as he was trying to raise me. We raised each other. Then, I met him. He cares, he shows me a love like I've never known. For once, it's about me and I don't have to focus on other people's needs and what someone needs from me. Someone always wants something from you. That is what my parents have taught me. Love is selfish but it isn't with him. He is perfect, beautiful, funny, and can take me to places I've only dreamed about. Places outside my mind and my own pathetic life and I know that I will always love him. When we first met, I wanted him to have my children, but now? Right now, with us both still in high school? This is all happening so soon. I slipped into the restroom at work. It had been 6 weeks since my last menstrual and this was not normal. I couldn't wait any longer. I put the top on the test and waited. These 60 seconds felt like forever. What would we do? We were both seniors so we didn't have long to go before school was over but this was not the plan. The plan was for him to join the Army and me the National Guard and for me to get my associate's degree and then we marry, then have kids.
By Lindsey Altom5 days ago in Fiction
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