Poetry: Maybe

Maybe there’s a reason why you
Forgot about me

Maybe it was the way
I was never okay
Or how
My hair was always messy
My eyes were always heavy

Perhaps how
My thoughts were usually jumbled
Other people interested you
And you didn’t know what to do

It could be how
I cared too much
And maybe I still care
Too much.


3 thoughts on “Poetry: Maybe

  1. “My hair was always messy”…. yes, that’s me! 😉 Seriously though, it’s true the pain of always feeling inadequate never seems to go away, and just when you need some reassurance the other person seems to retreat as if they are scared of falling into your mess.

  2. My hair is always messy too. Oh, the life of a curly haired girl is always difficult. My husband constantly reassures me but my mind has tricked me into not believing him. My husband is completely in my mess and I feel bad that he has to be when I’m really down in the dredges.

  3. I understand! I have only been married for 2 months, but my husband has known me for 7 years. He is so wonderfully accepting and I don’t know what I would do without his comforting presence. He knows me too well, so I can’t hide when I’m feeling down. We joke about it though, he says “I see you have your black dog with you today”.

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