Too many nights spent waiting listening for the door
Too many nights looking at the phone
A text
A call
Tears
They fall
Promises
Broken promises
Tomorrow you’re told it won’t happen again
You’re told they will change
They will stop going out with the guys.
Out for: sports, golf, soccer, rugby, softball, hunting, fishing, trips—away
Away
Always away
Always wishing for that someday
Someday
But that someday will never come.
Your mind burns with hurtful thoughts
What if I’m not sexy?
No longer beautiful
No longer enough
No longer…
You ask, despite your stomach lurches, is she prettier
Like a crack of thunder your temper flares
How do you dare?
Me?
She’s not yet 3 months and he only 2.
Why can’t I make him happy?
What is wrong with me?
NOTHING
Nothing I’ve realized is wrong with me
Nothing is more beautiful than the love I have for my children
Nothing is more powerful than standing up for me and saying…
This is the last time
No more.