Progress

by Lena   Jan 2, 2021


I’ve been going to bed with my makeup on again, in the same blue dress, the one you loved me in and told me it made me look the best.

There’s still a tear in the sleeve, I never stitched it up because it’s a memory from the night you couldn’t wait to take it off of me.

I don’t think of you anymore but not in the way you would think, I mean I literally won’t allow myself to because those thoughts are quick sand and I am trying my hardest not to sink.

I saw you with her today and I didn’t look your way but i could feel your eyes all over me and I wondered why you didn’t have more decency.

Some days I forget about you and that girl and honestly those are the days I’m most thankful for. Some days I genuinely smile and have fun, so here lately I’m counting my blessings even if I can only come up with one.

It’s been months now and I no longer have that blue dress, I’m taking off my makeup before I go to bed and it’s progress.

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  • 3 years ago

    by prasanna

    "I don’t think of you anymore but not in the way you would think, I mean I literally won’t allow myself to because those thoughts are quick sand and I am trying my hardest not to sink."

    Hits home hard, well-written, and welcome to the site!

    • 3 years ago

      by Lena

      Thank you very much. Really appreciate it.

  • 3 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Loving this little piece, so relatable that we can give someone everything we have and they hurt us so much. It shows how much we survive and exist for so long without actually living, and all those tiny small things that we find so hard to do, become milestones that we celebrate even though no one else might see them as much. Like you say - it’s progress of trying to recover and move on.

    I love the line about stitching up the tears - wow, great thinking here !

    I like how the structure begins with the dress and then ends with it, showing the progress of your journey and how this is one of the good days to focus on.

    • 3 years ago

      by Lena

      Thank you so much for your kind words. Honestly means the world.

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