Divas' Intelligentsia

Two years, three months and ten days in the life of a (recently) single girl
Scales and mirrors made me realise
A break up and ham & cheese danishes are not kind to
My thighs
Sex and committment are much slimming

Things are not as I thought
I was wrong about so much
And I am seldom wrong
Monogamy is not monotony
It's liberation with a twist
Of emaciation

So now I find myself
Googling exes,
pashs,
and former flights of fancy
With no results found

I am dead
So I must mourn the girl and what was
Everything is gone forever
I'm no longer bright and shiny
I'm scared of everything and nothing
So today I might just stay in bed