I reflect and remember when we met. I was so happy.
I wanted to show the world you were mine.
Everything was beautiful. then we got married.
Your energy changed.
I told myself, Everything will be fine.
YOU put your mom first that very next Sunday.
I cried so much I could have filled the sea.
Because you went back on the promise,
the oath of you and me.
Those actions stripped away my value,
my confidence,
my pride.
And no matter what was my action,
your anger never seemed to subside.
What a roller coaster those first thirteen years became.
our lives aimlessly roaming.
The drama of our families slowly consumed our marriage.
I felt as if I never mattered.
Like if I was even there.
Like a child put in the back seat,
I felt forgotten.
It felt as if you simply didn’t care.
I began to bury myself in distractions
my parents, work, and cars.
Day by day we drifted apart.
I forgot who I was and finally Realized
I never truly knew who you are.
Hours turned into days.
Our conversations became nothing but problems and complaints.
I tried so many ways
to make love out of something that simply ain’t.
I tried to build you the life you always wanted—
or perhaps the life you never had.
But I was doing it alone.
Sad.
Depressed.
Hurt.
Exhausted.
Drowsy.
Many times I almost
ended it in a ditch.
You did that once and from then made me feel lousy.
You see.. The back seat has two accessible doors.
It’s easy to get in…
and easy to get out.
So I finally decided to move on.
I decided to divorce and step out.
Because where we were headed
wasn’t somewhere I wanted to go.
Was love really to blame?
You put me in the back seat for your mother.
You made me feel guilty.
You made me feel ashamed.
So now, two years later post divorce decision.
I have a clear mind and a blind spot free vision.
I reflect.
I thank God I made it,
because His love has always been true.
I have learned many lessons.
Most important of all,
I learned about me…
because of you.