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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

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