I scoffed at love,
My heart sits,
Full of cynicism,
where hope used to be...
The cliche, “When you, know you know, never made sense to me
Then I met you,
The heartache, that kept me up at night
The eggshells, I crunched annually
Attempts of guarding my affectionate words with others
Seem to ebb and flow
effortlessly off my tongue, with you
I, the fly
Them the Venus trap,
With you ,I forget all traumatic crap,
The tears,
I have shed in the shower,
A mantra comes to mind, “I have the power,”I mutter
The affirmation, I try to muster
The disbelief, in my own words
Start to fluster me like a stutter
I try, to clear my groggy brain from
pain.
As I wipe the fog from the bathroom mirror
Exhale as I let off steam
Every fear,
I screamed out in frustration, to my pillow
None of the “romantic” sex pillow talk after
As I walk, away,
farther,
further from myself
The years creep along like pin prick of a needle
There are nicks on the pads of my feet,
Constantly, sweeping up
the pieces of my shattered heart
My heart is made of quartz,
Just a scratch on your transparent glass heart, that thwarts any real desire
Every manic thought,
Never allowing myself a breather
I scoffed at love,
Unworthy of love
I convinced myself with inner monologue
I had all but given up...
Then I met you,
Every horror date story
We waded through to get here
Every scar we bare
Draws us closer
I am sorry, I didn’t find you sooner
My hair has darkened
My laugh lines show
I have more freckles than ever before
There is no topic off limits
We can’t get enough of each other
Not in a possessive sense
More of a fascination
The words I love you, come naturally
I had never heard them spoken so genuinely
Not borrowed or used
Forget forced
Or said and taken back
but felt
I scoffed at love,
But it found me,
I remember how it felt,
Embracing love, anew
A small reminder of the child in myself, “Oh how she grew!”
Into,
the woman before you
When I met you,
I just knew
This between us was true
About the Creator
Saroyan Coles
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
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