A Mother's Advice To Her Daughter, the Bride-To-Be
When does forever become an option?
Only when one can still find
Inspiration for living
Despite the stale smell of saliva
From the person across the bed.
Consider it better
To regret walking away
Than having stayed with much regret.
So should today the fading footsteps
With the banging door
—the sounds of an almost wedding—
Be a reason for sleepless tear-fests,
Tomorrow it can be a cause for appreciation
Or gratitude for thinking twice.
For it matters not how the heart aches now
For affection
Or lust;
In the end what matters is how
The small talk before bedtime
—regardless of redundancy—
Will always be interesting
Time after time after time.
Copyright © Robert Uy | Year Posted 2012
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