My ex-boyfriend asked
How is the world treating you these days?
My ex-boyfriend said
I have no affection to give you.
So when my new boyfriend says
I have a headache.
I do not say
I’m sorry, honey.
I do not say
Is there something I can do to make you feel better?
I do not say
I will take care of you.
I say
Oh really.
I say
You should probably take something for that.
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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July 22, 2009 at 1:47 pm
Samantha
I liked this. sad but true.
July 22, 2009 at 3:48 pm
poeticgrin
Oh, girl. Good and sad. Damaged.
July 22, 2009 at 5:22 pm
Paul
That is a great poem. Precise, and all about the precision of tone. This poem is special, keep hold of it.
July 22, 2009 at 5:37 pm
Jade
Love this poem. It is hard sometimes to stop youself from doing something, like taking care of someone, even when you know its the right thing for you to do.
July 22, 2009 at 11:12 pm
sunshine
Cool post! It sounds like a strong woman who love his man but still love herself 🙂
July 23, 2009 at 5:50 am
Utopian Fragments
i like it as a poem. very much.
i do not agree with so much,
July 23, 2009 at 7:43 am
medicatedlady
Samantha and Bryan: this is a sad one for me. Thanks for your comments.
Sunshine and Jade: this was a hard lesson to learn, for sure. Every ounce of self-respect is so hard to come by. I sometimes wonder if it comes at a price, though. I feel as though I became a stronger person as a result of the ex, but also I feel a much more deep sense of coldness toward new relationships.
Paul: as always, thank you. I sincerely appreciate your comments and they help me to understand what I do well.
Utopian: thank you for stopping by and I value your comments. I think it shows a good analytical mind when you can separate a poem you like even if you don’t necessarily agree with the position expressed. Thanks!
July 23, 2009 at 9:04 am
jessiecarty
Paul – I think your note on tone is perfect.
Not only is it a good poem but I also got a chance to LMAO 🙂
July 23, 2009 at 1:51 pm
Utopian Fragments
thank you lady.
i will add. we learn some great lessons in our lives. i agrre with Castaneda that said (something like) ‘everything that can be learned in this life have to be learned the hard way’. somewhere along the last year, i have learned that love is not always enough. it was hard lesson, it still is.
but i do think if we are able to disconnect ourselves from the past expriances and look at what is now, here, we might be surprise. of course, there is always the possiablty of being hurt again, but only keeping the door of trust open let a space to god to come in.
(and he also said, be open but not naive, be kind but not stupied, or something on that line..)
blessings
D!
July 24, 2009 at 1:28 am
mariana
There are so many times I feel I have no affection to give to. No to my best friends, no to my mom, not to my sex pal. I can feel like that when I am down, I think that if I have no care I can give to myself, how the hell am I going to give something nice to someone else?
July 24, 2009 at 4:53 pm
ieva {yay-va}
i am so in love with this one!!! : )
July 26, 2009 at 4:01 pm
valbrussell
I go away for ten days and what do I discover upon my return? A wonderful poem by medicatedlady detailing the slippery slope from casual concern to care taking. I like this feminism forward stuff. So clean it’s squeaky I tell ya. 🙂
July 28, 2009 at 4:48 pm
B. R. Belletryst
I’m the shadow voice of this poem, the innocent, first love, love-loving, unprotected, sincere and compassionate Eros.
I relate to this, and fear its ending.