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If my womb is empty

And possibly even broken

Then why do your feelings for me revolve around that?

I can have kids and be with him

Or I can't and be with you?

These are decisions not quite made alone

You see my womb is empty

She may even die before her time

She wasn't build strong

And I don't know what she can hold

All I know
Is she hasn't held anything

She may never

But do not love me
Or do not not love me

Because of what she may or may not one day hold.
You love me
Like a dog loves a bone
Or a cat loves a mouse

Which is to say
You love me for a while
Until I no longer taste good

You love me long enough
To carve tooth marks into me
But not long enough for it to stop hurting

You love me
Like a tree loves water
Or the sky loves the stars

Which is to say
You love me when you need me
When I am there and there’s no one better

You love me half the time
When there’s not too much of me
When I am accentuating your beauty

You love me
Like you love yourself
Or I love myself

Which is to say
You love me sometimes
Despite all of the pain

You love parts of me
The parts that are there when I’m happy
Or when I pretend to be happy

You love me
The way you know how to
And I love you the way I do
I call you beautiful

As though I am not

As though I was not worthy of having you

Except I was worth it

And more

Because a beautiful face hides so many lies

And a beautiful body hides even more

And so it's fair to say you hid a lot from me

Behind all the beauty was deceit

And I'm okay if people don't see me as beautiful for my face or body

Because I know my soul is just perfect.
Actions speak louder than words

Has never meant more to me than it does now

Coming home to you

Nothing done

Just hours wasted

Wondering if I marry you

Will it always be this way

Will you always tell me you love and appreciate me

While sitting idly by and watch me struggle to want this relationship?

I'm so tired of feeling like I have to fight for those I love.

After a long week I'm just plain tired.
You still echo

Your face

Your name

Your energy

It still echoes inside of me

And I can't help but dream of you

Dream of what was

Of what never will be

You're an echo

You screamed into my heart years ago

It's just so large that I can still hear you.
I had a dream about seeing you again. I had a dream trying to fix my relationship by ruining it. It was rough.
It's all about how many punches you can take

Everything else is just a pretty bandaid.
  Apr 2020 Victoria Jennings
Aryan Sam
Hi
Years ago
We stayed up till
3 am talking,
And today
I don’t even know
How to say hi,
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