Unfortunately You Love Him

by Maddie DePuy

Unfortunately I love you and you are so in love with him I am afraid you are losing yourself. Unfortunately I love you like a sister and unfortunately you aren’t loving yourself well by loving him. Unfortunately I am mad at him, but yet somehow I am thankful, because of course it’s sort of because of him we have all these words and this art. It’s an unfortunate love because I feel like I am watching your love for him sift your fortune out of you. I worry your riches are swirling down the drain with your mascara and your devotion. The gold of your wisdom and the bejeweled spark of your being. The diamond of your intellect, the currency of your wit. The silver shine that gleams on the edge of your curiosity. The sapphire depth of your beauty, do you even know how beautiful you are? Why does he get so much of it and give you so little back? It makes me sigh, the way that fortune shifts and sifts things. It’s an unfortunate thing to love someone who loves someone who doesn’t deserve their love. 

But fortunately, somehow, the unfortunate love has given us a glint, a glimpse of true love and the confetti of friendship. It has given us that metallic resiliency. I see your sheen, even if you don’t feel like you’re reflecting light right now. And after everything, after the champagne pop of the best moments and sticky stains on the counter of life, I guess I’m just glad that at the end of the party there will be glitter on the floor.