Monday, January 25, 2010
Invisible Ink - Kaye Doiron
She wrote I love you in the sand and then the tide washed in to erase any proof. She looks for any excuse at all to wash the proof of him from her life. It is too painful to love, to grow. It is too easy to drown herself in the bottle each night and believe she isn’t worth it, he isn’t worth it, love isn’t worth it. She’s let herself not only go soft in the middle, but she has become downright massive, packing on the pounds to keep any kind of love away, self loathing is easier. She does not really see what she’s become. A once nationally ranked swimmer, now swimming in the bottle of lonely, full time married to the job, come home to the dog that cuddles up beside her as she sips her whiskey on the rocks. Her voice now mimics her girth, it is full and heavy, husky, sluggish. She knows her clock is ticking. She wants to change. She might just be letting real love slip away instead of realizing how rare it is and grabbing and hanging on for dear life not matter what the outcome. She does not realize that without love the story of her life will be written in invisible ink.