Polka dot stockings and you

Same truths, same lies.

I went outside yesterday with
my red coat, polka dot stockings,
my oversized handbag and you.

Yes of course, you weren't there,
I understand that. You were on a
work vacation with some chick you
met a couple days after you
told me you loved me.

I went outside and it was warm
so I took off my red coat and you
said I was beautiful.

oh wait no, you weren't there because you were with that
other chick, your friend. Maybe
you said that word so many times before to me, especially when
you were lonely, that it was
engraved into me.
You must have been very lonely.

So was I when you were gone
and you said you needed a few
more days on your work vacay
because the editors weren't
writing your stories and poetry
the way you wanted them written.
You work for a casino, you never
write.

I went outside yesterday and I
went to the beach and I could
feel the sand and the sun and I
hated it because it made me think
of you. I hated the air, the water,
the birds, the children running
past.

I hated my red coat, polka dotted stocking, my oversized handbag
and you.

Author's Note

wooo another spoken word!!! :) I hope once day I will be able to publish my work - Melody xx Chéri

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Thanks for entering my real me competition, still judging entries, amazing poem thanks

[Najam Us Saher]

It is one's nature to recall the things that are over and this poem subtly reflects it, I like the fact that this poem is a true representation of life. Beautifully written.

[Zoya]

Some lies are so extravagantly spoken that, at some point of time, they don't hurt anymore. The liar and the listener both stop caring. A relationship such as this isn't even worth of being called a relationship. I really liked the way you started and ended the piece. A potent write!

[wordman]

i guess life changes very quickly,loved the story,and the red coat

[ZakLeonRamsey]

I think this is a great story. It shows how life can be and the way you write this story is brilliant which is one of the keys to writing a good story or poem...

[z.chéri]

Thank you very much :)