The first time I realized I had a type, my mind felt like a stranger to my body.
Like I saw the clues but had just been betrayed.
i didn't know why
i just knew that if you lined up all the people that i have ever loved or wanted
you would find them in each other.
Their eyes, faces, their personalities, and even their age
are all interchangeable parts.
When we are young we learn what love is
our first taste of a fruit we will be craving for the rest of our lives.
And in our innocent clay minds our parent's mold what love means.
for some it's 3am chocolate ice cream in bed
I love yous exchanged with stars in eyes and kisses on lips
and marriage that's lasted through each decade's bad hairstyles.
But for others it's words that taste like rotten lemons
it's weekends spent driving back and forth between white lines and states
and bruises and screams and sorry's that never mean anything.
When i was growing up i was never taught love
the word was tossed around like a dirty rag doll
in between the fights and the slamming doors.
So it's no wonder i grew up to look for love in the cracks
the light and in places I didn't belong.
But upon learning the man that defines my love could no more love me than my parents did
I chose the hurt
like a foolish little girl.
The first man a girl loves is her father
so line him up with the rest of my lovers and he will feel right at home.
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all the spaces i take up
Poetry~a collection of poetry~ hello everyone, these are all the spaces i take up and i hope that you will join me in them. this is my first attempt at a poetry book so i hope that you all like and please be kind! *I do not claim the photos are mine, the...
