CHOCOLATE SLIPS

Poem echoes the thoughts of insecurity that went through my mind when I was overlooked by a love interest.

Not all that glitters is gold

But it is that which glitters that catches the eye.

And so I slip,

I slip through the visions he has of what he wants.

So our obvious chemistry slips,

Slips when she walks past with golden thighs exposed.

So our connection is lost,

Lost because I have fake hair that she doesn’t need.

And my hope then dissipates,

Lost to the reality that a chocolate girl is loved last.