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Caitlin Nesbit Jan 2017
We barely slept at all last night-

too busy intertwining our bodies beneath these sheets.

But with a touch as electrifying as his, I really have no need for sleep.
Caitlin Nesbit Jan 2017
I’ve grown tired of being made to feel that I am difficult to love.

That the happiness others are experiencing, I am undeserving of.
Caitlin Nesbit Jan 2017
I have fallen victim
to some of the best actors…

Each reciting lines of love.

When in reality,

their scripts were full of nothing more than lust.
Caitlin Nesbit Jan 2017
Of course,

tell me all about your weekend plans,

please.

I’m just dying to know

how none of them involve me.
Caitlin Nesbit Jan 2017
As I prepared my body

to house new life,

you privately decided

you no longer wanted a wife.
Caitlin Nesbit Jan 2017
Rainy days always remind me of you.

Not the kind of memory

you look back on with fondness,

but one that brings with it a sense of relief.

It seemed your sadness was always

the worst on those days.

As if regret fell down with every drop of rain.

The forecast is calling for several days of showers this week,

but within this new life, that prediction just doesn’t seem so bleak.
Caitlin Nesbit Jan 2017
I’ve given up on the therapy-

The chats were always the same.

A plethora of emotional issues

and “daddy is to blame.”

Why, as women, do we allow men to control our mental state?

Knowing **** well it would be impossible for them to ever relate.
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