The space between us by Toni Nunn

An open letter to a lost lover from a broken girl

I am sorry you had to see me this way

In all the years in all the scenarios I never imagined it would be like this

I am ashamed that I am not the stunner you had in mind

I am ashamed that my scars are so evident

I never intended for you to see me like this.

I  never intended for you to see me.

You will always be that guy

the one I want to have

and can’t.

I hoped you could look past it all.

Past the years

and regrets

and circumstances

that hang like tattered caution tape around my body.

I hoped you could see through the shell to the core of me.

Maybe you did, and it wasn’t enough.

I guess I will never know because I am too shattered to ask.

Knowing might help

or

scatter me in the wind.

Regardless, in ignorance, I will continue to miss you.

Soon the keenness of your renewed absence will fade

and you will return to being a fond memory.

Until then,

I still love you

-Broken girl

Written by Ms. Salacious (admin) in Poetry

Amanda is an interesting soul. Aside from being a poet and dabbling essayist, she also does research projects for fun. The muses are currently directing her to catalogue Afro-Cuban herbs used in the Lucumi religion, research the occurrences of non-traditional religion in modern society, develop a not-for-profit society for the religions of the African diaspora, write more fiction and poetry, develop an educational outreach company to bring museum field trips into schools/libraries, and collect her favorite recipes and food stories into a book, all while being the best mom she can be and going back to school.

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