Unwrapped by Tiffany F

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Unwrapped by Tiffany F

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unwrapped

"it's always gonna be her"
was something I thought she would say about me
each time she felt his energy drip away like it had much important places to be
planning to get married
planning on the size of the ring
picturing thier whole future together
but then it all disappears with one "ping!"

weeks I search for courage to message him
I look for it under my bed
I look for it driving past his street
but I only find it looking at my ceiling
with my bed cold
then I start to remember the warmth our skin close together holds
a movie plays in my head
our naked bodies holding on to each other in his bed
he feels accomplished
while I feel astonished

atleast he removed himself out of me
but everytime it felt like he took each "me" out of my body
now all I'm left with is the flesh
that he only enjoy when it's needed
and throws away when he finally feels enough coincided

I felt objectified
he felt satisfied
I gave him every peace of me
he gave me the crumbs that were left after giving her everything

I always thought he chooses me over her
how can you blame me?
everytime he was ill
I was his most trusted doctor
and he still chose not to pay the bill

I had to struggle and wrestle to unwrap every cloth on me for his slightest attention
while she was sitting fully clothed without even making an effort to be completely wrapped in all his affection

you and I weren't right together
that's all i believe
but when I tell my friends about our story all they can call me is naive
you praise her mouth even when it's not moving
but you cursed mine even tho it was on the places off your body that were very unsoothing

you had me wrapped around your finger
and when I finally told you no
you were so quick to unlinger

I was with you through everything
but at the end of the day
she'll always end up wearing your wedding ring

I was beyond idiotic to believe she was the other women
I dreamed she could be
but unfortunately the other woman
is that monthly desperate "ping!" he gets
and the sender of that sound was always me
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