The Smooth Life

The day started out, all satin and smooth,

My white dress and veil without flaw.

His voice was so strong, mine shaky with nerves,

His smile was all that I saw.

We started the journey, so perfectly smooth,

With our love guiding the way.

The home that we built was all I’d dreamed of,

Filled with laughter and kisses each day.

The lives we created, one boy and one girl,

Filled a hole I’d not known was there.

Tiny fingers and toes, smooth to the touch,

His eyes and smile, my nose and my hair.

The landslide that started, so sneaky and fast,

Who can tell? When did the fall start?

The rocks under our feet, smooth stepping stones,

Turned out to be jagged and sharp.

The knife in my heart was so perfectly smooth,

It slipped in so easy, and deep.

His new love, he said, was just so much better

Than the life he no longer wanted to keep.

The lines he came back with, so smooth from his lips,

Well-rehearsed and full of remorse.

Falling for lies would be so easy to do,

To smooth out and fall back on course.

But the price that is asked for a road that is smooth

Is paid at a cost that's too steep.

A life that is smooth, paved with false promises

Is a path my heart no longer can keep.

And this new me, today, one borne of pain,

Yet underneath it resilient and strong,

Is no longer shiny, no longer smooth

But it’s a me, who was there all along.