Trinkets

It makes my heart so sad

to hear all these girls talk

about what they want

(and will probably get)

for valentines day.

They want flowers

and cards

and chocolates

and candies

and teddy bears

and big gestures

and I am insanely jealous.

Not of the things they’ll get,

because stupid trinkets

from an aisle at Walmart

don’t interest me.

I envy their status;

their position;

the fact that they are

in a place where they can

have and set expectations

such as these meaningless items

because all I want

are three short words

but I will never hear them.

Instead, I’ll get three different words instead:

you’re not enough.

 

And I never will be.

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Holiday Feels

Nothing quite brings out the “Holiday Feels”

like being the only single one at the table.

Nothing reminds me of the hurt

filling my empty heart

like seeing the love and joy that fills many others.

Nothing brings me such pain

as dreaded questions and comments like

“Why didn’t you bring someone?” or

“Oh, well there’s always next year”.

Nothing brings me such envy

as seeing kisses and tenderness

that I can only imagine in dreams

Nothing brings me the “Holiday Feels”

like being subjected to time with family.

Alone for the Holiday

Alone, yet again

for another holiday.

Me myself and I

will be present Christmas day.

No one to snuggle

and kiss under mistletoe.

No one to bring home

There’s no one to want to go.

Alone, yet again

No reason for me to brag.

To Christmas dinner

My parents will have to drag.

I love Christmas time,

but it gets harder each year.

No one to love me,

Kills all of my Christmas cheer.

 

Love is Taken for Granted

Love is taken for granted.

People just don’t understand

How fortunate they are now

To hold one another’s hand.

Some people aren’t that lucky.

Not everyone has that chance.

It’s hard to find a soul mate.

It is hard to find romance.

 

Love is taken for granted.

People don’t always see

That nothing lasts forever-

Love leaves just as easily.

Easy come and easy go,

Heartbroken and alone.

What you then took for granted

Has turned your heart to stone.

 

Love is taken for granted.

People don’t always know

How easy it would be for

a person to just let go.

Remember every joy;

Every moment that you make.

Love isn’t always given

But someone will always take.