Posts tagged love

when you draw the line

You must draw a line somewhere,
mark the spot of no return –
if someone crosses your boundary
you have to be able to say:

“Look, I showed you.
I told you what would happen
if you didn’t start respecting me.”

It’s your job to decide
what you will and will not
tolerate, even from the people
you have always loved the most.

When you’re broken and
still breaking, go to the ocean.

Remember that salt water
is the cure for everything.

Take off your shoes and socks
and wiggle your toes in the sand
before you start walking.

Go … Read the rest

Like Ross & Rachel except for the end.

You were the most gentle friend.

You were not comforting, but
your skin and hair and body were soft,
smooth, soothing to the touch.

You never seemed to understand
what you were doing wrong
until you had already done it,

and as much as you want to please,
you more often end up fumbling
to find an excuse for the things you do
and worse, the things you don’t do.

Pivot, I said.

If you don’t change things,
if we can’t change things between us,
if we can’t turn them around and
start our way down a whole different road,… Read the rest

you were meant for me, but you were meant for her too

We shouldn’t have met,
is what I am thinking now
and I know it’s not what you
would ever want to hear, and
it’s not something I ever
thought I would honestly say, but
I’m starting to think it’s true.

I thought I was meant for you.

I thought you were meant for me and
that we would have a long road
laid out before us – a whole
entire future life together –
when we could be a family.

When I could finally say that you’re mine.

But possession is 9/10ths of the law
and she’s the one who … Read the rest

Judgement Day

When the people hear our story
they might only get one side.

They might only hear what I say,
which for a while will probably
not be anything nice.

They will not blame me.

When I go before the prosecutor
I will answer them truthfully:
“Yes, he told me he loved me every day.”
“Yes, he told me he would never leave me.”
“No, I did not believe him.”

Then when I speak for the defense
I will tell them truths as well:
“No, I haven’t trusted him for years.”
“Sure, I wanted to, but I shouldn’t have.”
“Yes, I … Read the rest

Almost

Like it or not, four years ago I thought I had my last first kiss and now I hope like hell that I was wrong and I didn’t.

Like it or not, I thought you were the one, but no one who loves me as much as I want to be loved would treat me the way you treated me, would they?

Like it or not, I have to do this all over again with someone else, and every man I meet I am going to compare to you, and I’m going to wish you just could have been different…just … Read the rest

Let’s Give Them Something to Talk About

I heard that they tried as hard as they could but he just couldn’t let go of the past.

I heard that they tried as hard as they could but she was too insecure and jealous.

I heard it took them too long to figure out that no matter how much you love someone and want to make it work, life isn’t fair, and love is never enough.


This was written in response to Maya Stein’s Tri-Writing prompt: In 3 lines, start a rumor. 

The Salve for the Day He Leaves You

Mix one part of staying home from work with taking two small naps and laying on the couch all day eating candy and junk food.

Blend well with exactly one gallon of tears and approximately 50 text messages to your best friend, without much comfort returned despite her trying, and then stir in a viewing of Bridget Jones’s Diary because she makes you feel better about yourself and more hopeful for life in general.

Apply liberally to the skin as often as necessary, take extra time to rub harder on the places where you’ll miss his touch the most – … Read the rest

Sweet & Sour

The way you call me “babe”, the way you kiss the tip of my nose, how your left arm is always extended across the bed for me to curl into your side, how you hold me so my face is pressed into your chest and one of my hands rests between your naked thighs, how you rub my back so slow and gentle, how I feel so completely at peace in your arms in this bed.

How I don’t have to ask for you to take out the garbage or get the coffee pot ready for tomorrow, how you never … Read the rest