Too many times I thought
if he loves me
everything will be ok.
If he stays the ache
will unwrap itself
from my ribs and find
somewhere else to call home.
I told myself
I was not depressed
I was just unloved.
I searched for this love
inside their mouths,
between their teeth,
under their tongues,
between their legs…
In the attempt
to be made whole
they drank all there was,
no glass half empty,
only empty.
I was running,
with scissors,
from the only one
who could complete me
and that was me.
Author: Raquel Franco
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Author Bio: Raquel Franco is a wife, mother, friend, sister and daughter. A woman with the intention to connect and share her experiences, she dares women to be brave, to find confidence and carry it within themselves. Her words are meant to show up when you may be feeling alone and to spread the message that hope and love are waiting for you. Raquel’s work has been featured in Thought Catalog and she is the author of the poetry collection, Keep Me Wild, now available on Amazon. She is also featured in the upcoming compilation Crown Anthology which features over 100 widely-known Instagram artists. Crown Anthology is now available in bookstores nationwide near you.
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