Musings by The Poet Loriet
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SultryRose's Signatures 3 D ART BY BlueGnome Graphics I didn't want the kids to see my tears, but I couldn't stop crying, so I told them that he didn't love me anymore, and my sweet baby girl asked, "Will we ever see Alex and Ethan again?" I hadn't thought of that and was left unable to answer thru my tears. I loved those boys, his boys... I hated having to call for help last night, but I couldn't stop crying and crying and... then, the headaches came and I needed someone to give me a shot, to take care of the kids. I hung my head over the toilet bowl as I vomited nothing, but I felt so sick and remember thinking that the little globs of tissue looked like jellyfish floating there. A shot for the headache, a suppository for nausea, a sleeping pill and something for my nerves, and finally sleep came to claim me. But the mourning after left me dehhydrated, weak, and still wanting to cry at any reminder of him. I looked at my face in the mirror, full of red blotches, broken blood vessels that will stay with me for the next week. I looked so damn old and didn't even care. I will go to work tonight and try to avoid the questions people ask. I wanted to throw his white roses in the snow, but the snow melted and the sunshine hurt my face. Every time I see those roses, I double over and howl with pain again, sobbing uncontrollably. I just don't know how, can't accept him saying that everything we had was a lie... We were always honest, and he ended what we had with a lie to himself and to me. That's what hurts more than anything. What we had... was real. Our love was the truth. Lori Beal Vote for this poem
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