Ugly Things

28276209_10210726526180531_181820635_oThey say:

Focus on the beautiful things.

 

But I plead:

Let me realize that there are more things wrong about you than the good.

Let me venture into your messed up mind.

Let me hear the murmurs of your soul.

Let me smell your foul temper.

Let me taste whiskey in your mouth.

Let me feel your indifference.

Let me see the ink on your skin.

I shall focus on your imperfections,

on the pain you inflict on my open wounds;

scars that won’t ever heal.

 

I tell myself:

Focus on the ugly things,

so I can finally say,

I’m not in love anymore.

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The Wedding

You were my love

happiness and hope

I was in cream

With a gold ribbon tied around my waist

My hair like a Greek goddess’

Speech kept in my floral gold wristband

My feet hurt for I wore my pair of 3 ½ inch heels

Those which you picked for me last year.

There you were at the altar

In a tux I meticulously chose for you

I looked at you and I felt like falling.

You wore that smile which I most love about you.

The walk down the aisle was a struggle.

I couldn’t keep my tears from falling.

At the ceremony, I remembered

How we met

How we fooled around

How we fought over little things

How you turned into my sunshine, and I into your angel

How far we’ve gone

You hurt me, a lot of times

I love you, still.

I heard you said “I do”

I heard the priest said “You may kiss the bride”

I heard everyone cheered and clapped and said congratulations.

Then I heard glass clings,

I was asked to give my speech

In that moment, I forgot of what I wrote

That speech that took me forever to finish

All that came out was

“Congratulations to you and your bride”.