written @ 4am
i was engaged once.
i was young.
thin.
he was gorgeous.
tall.
blue eyed.
i saw him the other day.
his nose is too big.
his smile fake.
it was ugly.
our relationship.
our breakup.
but he taught me things.
things to look for.
things to avoid.
they all have really.
the men that have brushed through my life.
some quickly.
others slowly,
taking their time.
some pushed out...
kicking and screaming.
each leaving his mark.
marks that make me smile.
marks that make me cry.
i'm alone now.
and i'm not.
i have him.
he's small.
beautiful.
he's left the biggest mark.
i'm happy.
he's my completion.