Happy ending to a love story I am too lazy to write

They sent Michael back to England.
His visa had expired.
I thought that was 
Going to be the last I saw of him.
He was way too handsome for sloughy old me.
I had started to put weight on again.
My ass deciding it was not already big enough.
But my friend Annie said you look really good Kelly.
Your skin is clear and your glowing.

He married me because 
I was pregnant I am Sure.
Well double pregnant really
it was twins.
I never thought that he could love me 
or that I could dare to love him.
It just felt the right thing to do.
But it changed when the twins arrived
I have never seen anyone as happy as him
well unless you count me in that is.
He was so good looking so gentle
What did he ever see in me?
I was always cheating and losing 
on diets to keep myself a size fourteen.
My hair frizzy and wild.
But he made me feel beautiful.
How did he do that?
We went for a Sunday evening walk
It was fall in central park.
We walked the twins
in their double stroller.
The leaves had turned
red and amber 
under the chilling winds
of late New York autumn.
The late fall sunlight
lit up the park in reds and golds
against the grey outlines of the old city.
A city that had seen many such love stories.
I see Michael holding the twins in his arms.
I could see the love he had for us all 
in his beautiful eyes.
The same eyes that had 
some major optical defect.
An aberration that 
I had no understanding of.
Because he saw me as 
beautiful and worthy of his love. 
And in that single moment
There in central park on a red carpet
of rustling autumn leaves.
I felt him walk in into my heart
through a door I had always 
left unlocked for only him.
As he entered inside me
to a place on this earth
that was destined for him alone.
I closed the door quietly behind him.
Locking it with the only key that existed.
Then throwing it into the urban woodlands 
never to be found again.