My Ex-fling, Bulimia

My ex-fling, Bulimia

was...loyal

she was present

she was true.

She held me close on nights

that had mornings I was terrified to see.

She told me she wanted to be more than a fling.

She was more...

she loved me...

And I, her.

I loved her ike the reflection in the mirror of the gal

I thought I knew

she was who I would turn to

she was who would listen

she was present

she was loyal

she was true...

My ex-fling Bulimia,

I saw her the other day...

we talked...and reminisced

for a few hours,

about all the good times we had....

and the not-so good times...

like those times...

those times

in the bathroom stalls

at frat parties:

when I'd cry

with my head on top of toilet seats

and she'd just laugh and kiss me. - Share