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Remembering Your Favorite Foods

'I find myself in a different state, in a different state, serving up a heaping plate of his favorite foods.'

By Natalie Marie Stefani-RicePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Photograph by Leslie Kirchoff, for the article, "Eat Your Heart Out, New York: A Fashion and Food Editorial." Article from Stylecaster.

I find myself in a different state, in a different state, serving up a heaping plate of his favorite foods.

Silly me, I say to me, that was a different time, a different place, a different kind of mood.

Every once in a while, he still makes me smile, but that's every once in a while, if I give him room.

I forced myself away from him, from loving him, while needing him, while all the time I was doing exactly what it was I know I really needed to do.

He was becoming such a part of me, I was failing to see ahead of me, it clearly wasn't something that I consciously intended to do.

I waited there you know, not knowing if you'd show, our favorite place to be, was becoming only favorite to me.

So many years of coming here, but you're not here, this makes it clear, your transformation is becoming crystal clear, and your true colors are starting now to bloom.

At home of late, you choose to be away from me, although it seems we're close indeed, but in reality we're living separately in our separate rooms.

The hardest part of our relationship, is this hardship trip, it just seems as though it is full of misery and doom.

So that is why I won't reply to messages that are standing by, the answers, clear, were here my dear, when we had a chance, in our romance, to chase out all the negativity and gloom.

So it's been a while, since I've really smiled, remembering all the while, exactly what made me smile, knowing, that all the while my smiles were mainly just for you.

So now I find myself in a different state, in a different place, in a better state, serving up a heaping plate of your favorite foods.

Silly me, humor wins, it's teasing me, I'm just standing here, with this plate, in a state, remembering you and wondering what it is exactly that I should do.

With a childish grin, I jump right in and move ahead, because I know within my head, that I must do exactly what it is that I set out to do.

So with fork and knife, I settle in and take a bite and look ahead, and begin to eat up all your favorite foods.

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About the Creator

Natalie Marie Stefani-Rice

So please grant me peace from the demons I see. They crowd me and stalk me and won't let me be.

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