Her expectations met unrealistic characteristics, flagging her purest thoughts as runaway fantasies
She expected her first love to give her nothing but tender kisses
Instead he ruptures her lips so that the thought of a kiss made her flinch
She expected her best friend to hold the secrets of her past
Instead he allowed her to relive the emotional and physical trauma with one visit to the E.R.
She expected her family to be the walls which barricaded her from the predators
Instead she had to remind him that he was her uncle and his hands didn’t belong there
She expected her lover to carry through with their engagement
Instead she looked over to see that same lover married into her family tree by deceit
She expected her past to stay where it belong and not conquer her stable mind
Instead she was diagnosed with PTSD and prescribed medication for BD, the pathway was being paved for dependent addiction and a craving for TLC
She expected her married manager to stay a bay
Instead he whispered to her lips the secrets of infidelity
She expected to see sentimental “I Love You” balloons floating towards the ceiling of her room. Each balloon pumped with hope so as they deflated over time that hope would diffuse in to her life.
Instead she saw the illusive ropes hanging from the ceiling, the same ones her sibling strung up before advising her to use them…
She expected the guy that revitalized her optimism in love, to confess nothing but his adoration for the relationship
Instead he confesses to her raw and uncut: You don’t deserve love
Because what better way to address an open wound than to pour vodka all over it
Because what better way to wake up a dreaming depressed Princess, than to remind her that she is alive because only so can those words bore through her skin like a steak knife.
Princess ‘s expectations were unrealistic. Her name, Princess, derived from her unrealistic sense of entitlement.
But her Queen constantly reminded her that she was created as a ‘perfect flaw’ and that it was as real as a fantasy could get.