Thirteen

I was thirteen

staring in the mirror

at the face before me

with red lipstick and eye liner 

the first day my sister did my makeup

I felt pretty

Then it turned into me dying my hair brown

because I fell in love when I was blonde

with a guy who didn't know what he had 

until I was gone 

it was shared secrets

that became weaponized

junior high dances

silly clip on ties

it turned into staying up until midnight

throwing stones in the water

making ripples so

I wouldn't see my eyes glisten with my unshed tears

I was fifteen 

when i fell in love again

with a boy with blonde hair

I felt like myself back then

he saw the sadness that lived behind my smile

offered me his too

together we built a life together

we'd hoped it'd be 3 instead of 2

I was 28 when I found out I may not have a family

the happiness I once felt at thirteen

has turned into shame

of the things i used to be

that seemed to go unnamed

I wonder what would have happened if i'd gone down a different path

but in at times like these, you learn, that no matter how hard you wish to, 

you can't go back

Reviews

[Amorous Palm]

This is well put together, and it creates a good mind image for audience.

[Arundass TP]

Life experiences! They are lessons learned oneself. Good work 👍