Why I Don’t Have a Husband
Because I can’t walk in heels.
Because my food pyramid is built of donuts.
Because my father with bad cancer is still an ass.
Because I never wish my stepmother a Happy Mothers Day.
Have you heard the one about a man, his wife, and all his other women who walk Into a bar…?
Have you heard the one about a girl, her father, and the invisible tether?
Because I always forget to drink water.
Because I always forget to turn off the lights.
Because I prefer the dark.
Because I sometimes call my mother dear albatross.
Because its been 24 months since I cried.
Because my name’s too tight.
Because I’m not enough.
Because I’m too much.
Because I cried too much when I was a girl.
Because lies are thicker than blood.
Maybe I don’t want a husband.
Maybe I don’t want a husband!
Maybe I don’t want a husband?
Because I don’t deserve a husband.
Posted on May 20, 2013, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
Or… Because you haven’t met the man who loves all of those beautifully broken things about you. Yet. And when you do, be prepared, because I bet his list will be longer than yours and he’ll say to, “Is that all you got?” By the way, does anyone remember to turn off the lights? 🙂
Maybe you don’t want a husband.
I dont know why, but any reason that make you smile is a good reason to me.
makes sense to me! loved this!