A is for Attitude

This woman has ruined her body with all these scars. She is ugly.
This woman lives on with her scars and continues to move forward. She is beautiful.

A is for Anyway

Is there any way to fix this?
Any way to go back to how we were?
Back to when I could hold on to your soft waist
like a child clinging to her trusty security blanket
when all else fails.
Back to when I was able to make you laugh, the sound of your roar
echoing in the distance.
The very noise that now rings incessantly in my head.
Is there any way for me too see you in person, before
the sight of your lovely face made me nauseous, anxious, and sick.
Any way to steal one more kiss and start over again?
For, if such an absurd way exist, I want to learn it.
But what’s the use of trying to go back to that time,
if my memory of you has distorted the reality of you
anyway?

A is for Anytime

Hey can you help me with my marketing homework?
Can you show me how to use Microsoft Excel?
Hey, I need some help moving to my new apartment.
Hey, can you watch Fluffy for me while I’m in Italy?
Do you have 20 bucks I can borrow real quick?
I can’t go to my brother’s wedding by myself, can you come with?
Can you drive me to my dentist appointment?
Can you talk to her, see if she likes me?
Hey, how are you? Want to come over to my place tonight?
Sure, anytime.

A is for Almost

Five long text messages and twelve missed calls.
If he can just see her blue eyes in person, then
maybe, just maybe, he can salvage this relationship.

“Relationship is a heavy, cumbersome word.”
“Relationship is an unsexy word.”

Despite her insistance to not dress their pairing with a label,
happiness is the only word he could think to call this.

He was so close to happiness.
And after all this.
He has failed.
Almost is not good enough.

Almost is bullshit.
Almost does not count.
Almost does not matter.

A is for Addiction (pt. 1)

Addiction.
Dependent. Fixated.
Cherishing, yearning, mourning.
Hostile. Ashamed. Vulnerable. Alienated.
Devotion.