she's too good for me

she's too good for

you,

my friend told me once

after meeting

my bride to be.

you've hit

the jack pot with this one.

and then

i told him about the lies,

the married

boyfriend, her mental illnesses,

her obsession

with suicide.

her anorexia and crying

binges,

the rocking back and forth

on the floor

in the dark

with racoon eyes.

the narcissism, the craziness.

i told him

that every time she opened

her mouth,

a lie fell out.