one morning she opened up her eyes gaining full sight
and she looked in the mirror and noticed that her body was just right
she then smiled, swung her hips from side to side
caressed the plumpness of her virgin thighs
and to herself, she winked her eye
she was ready
yes ready for love
ready to be touched in places
by the boy that she'd often dream of
and so her mind was set
she opened up and finally let him in
in her heart
in her bed
then finally in between her legs
when it was all said and done
she sighed to herself "love isn't supposed to hurt"
and she was absolutely right
but she continued to endure to hurt
night after night after night......
until she realized that
all she and he now had was just sex
so she decided to slow down
and surely He quit coming around
quit answering her calls
quit responding to her emails
quit texting back
leaving her hurt
misused and abused
lost and afraid to love again
then one morning she opened up her eyes gaining full sight
and she looked in the mirror and noticed that her body was just right
she then smiled, swung her hips from side to side
caressed the plumpness of her now broken thighs
and to herself, she winked her eye
she was ready
yes ready for love again
only this time she desired more than the physical
she desired real love
that you stay on my mind all day love
that I can't get enough of you love
that you're all I dream of love
so she allowed her damaged heart to open again
for someone who was not just a boy but a friend
and she slowly but surely gave in
and it felt so right
because it wasn't just sex every night
but and all day love
until he noticed someone else
and for the second time in her life, she was left by herself
days turned into months
and months turned into years
of bitterness towards men
from all her past tears
many would approach her
but only few succeeded
because her experiences brought knowledge
so she could tell from first meet and greet that they wasn't what she needed
and even for the ones who had made it
to the first or even second to third date
she scooped them right from her plate
because she realized that they didn't go well with her meal
though the garnish was nice
she wanted something that taste real
and could blend with everything
and of course she's been called out her name
ridiculed and picked on and marked with some sort of label
but what most failed to see that she is just a girl
who wants something stable
the girl next door
that down chick with the sexy body
the cutie, the hotie
a freak in the sheets
a woman in the streets
sometimes a psychotic episode
or and extremely heavy load
but a realest
a friend
a companion
a potential mother
and wife
but because she has a camouflage from love
most are unwilling to go that extra mile to unwrap her inner beauty
and see all the beautiful pieces of her
and love her flaws and all
and appreciate everything that makes up who she is
she will continue to wait
only this time not on man
but wait on God to send a husband
even if it takes a lifetime
but when she finally receives her blessing
she will finally be able to
go to the mirror, open of her eyes gaining full sight
and say it doesn't matter how I look today
because he loves me
Inspired by Arlexia James
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