Hurt at first, and then Elated.
I still miss him.
I have been with men after that fact,
And still
Miss
Him.
The boys that I want always hurt me, and the boys that want me? I always hurt them.
I do not know whether to mark this as "Coincidence" or "Consequence".
Some days are still hard.
Less frequently, which unfortunately does not make it any less real, but
The majority of days are exemplary.
Vivid colors,
Fresh cut grass.
Children being coddled by parents whose Love for them
transcends even my own
Comprehension.
People
Places
Things
Are boldly outlined and seem much more inviting
Than just a few months ago,
So that now I
Talk to them
Go to them
Touch them
Whenever the urge arises.
Perhaps I am fooling myself, here.
Perhaps I am a fool, myself.
Here.
I have been with men after that fact,
And still
Miss
Him.
The boys that I want always hurt me, and the boys that want me? I always hurt them.
I do not know whether to mark this as "Coincidence" or "Consequence".
Some days are still hard.
Less frequently, which unfortunately does not make it any less real, but
The majority of days are exemplary.
Vivid colors,
Fresh cut grass.
Children being coddled by parents whose Love for them
transcends even my own
Comprehension.
People
Places
Things
Are boldly outlined and seem much more inviting
Than just a few months ago,
So that now I
Talk to them
Go to them
Touch them
Whenever the urge arises.
Perhaps I am fooling myself, here.
Perhaps I am a fool, myself.
Here.