When We Met Second Part
I took the weight off my checks
He said he couldn’t hug me because of my hips
I wore waistbands to get an hourglass shape
Then he said he couldn’t see the red tint on my lips
I did more makeup, a more strenuous workout
But this is love
He sees the better, the perfection in me
He only soars high, sees up above
Everything I did was for him
I cut my friends for him
I cut meals for him
I cut everything until it went dim
During a workout session, I blacked out
I woke up in a hospital with an IV in my arm
The nurse came in to up the dose of saline
She asked me what I had done to cause so much harm
She handed me a mirror and saw a reflection
A thin, pale, skeleton figure stared in my eyes
With a weight as light as a feather
I looked like meal for the flies
My boyfriend came into the room
He asked for permission to enter from the nurse
She left; it was us alone
He sat down next to me, removing my purse
I was so happy to see him
He would know how to cheer me up, he’s a pro
As I touched his warm hands with mine
He took his off and let go
“You are not the girl I met
You are not perfect
Let’s admit it, what happened was bad
But you, you look tragic”
“I am seeing another girl
And you honestly deserve it
You couldn’t love up to my standards
You couldn’t be perfect”
“The other girl is so beautiful
She is a skinny, beautiful, just how I like them
She needs little work to be perfection
You shouldn’t be compared to her; you wouldn’t reach her hem”
“I would wish you the best forward
But you are far from it
I am moving out and packing my stuff
So, don’t expect to see me in the apartment”
He gave me a sigh
And let the room with me alone to think
Why when things were going good in my life
They all must go down the sink
But this is love, isn’t it?
You find someone who can bring the best of you
And through sweat and tears
You work hard for that reality to become true
They tell you what’s wrong
So you can make those fixes
And when it is all done
Something else comes in to dimiss it
And you are sitting there thinking I am crazy
But I know he did it for me
And love isn’t always pink roses
Its tough, bittersweet
Copyright © Rita Paige | Year Posted 2020
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