Painting PerfectA Poem by CourtneyThis is a true story about how I met a guy and our relationship exceeded very quickly. It made me reflect on my parents relationship that is still broken.
From a date to your apartment,
Your words got mixed and bent, I went along with your disguise, Hoping maybe you would show me why, Maybe I just wanted that glance, That glance that told me that maybe we would have a chance, But you only wanted that embrace, That left me so erased, I felt bear, and broken, But you kept going, I kept telling myself this is just how love feels, Its supposed to feel injured and frail, From childhood I watched my parents marriage crumble, I blame the bottle that made the marriage stumble, And I thought if I could grow up fast, It would erase all the questions I got asked, If I created a perfect relationship, I would never have to worry about finding companionship, So I agreed to your date, Thinking that it would help get my life straight
© 2014 CourtneyAuthor's Note
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