poem
WRITTEN:
1991, 24 years
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
This was written when I was very unsure of my status with my live-in boyfriend of the time. We'd been together since the end of 88 but things had changed significantly between us. I have a natural tendency to be insecure and this was exacerbated by his natural tendency not to show affection in public and to be rather indifferent to my strong feelings. It also seemed as though he was "throwing me at" his friend J, and I didn't know if this was his way of us breaking up (he wasn't much into telling me how he felt). A day or two before I wrote this I'd asked him "where I stood", and also why he kept introducing me to people as his friend and not his girlfriend. His answer? "It's misleading."
Going slowly sane,
suffering
from a fashionable reality.
Pre-nuptial agreements forgotten.
Tang of sadness heavy always.