So I guess if they run into the night, I can smack their ass on the way out, and find a man who likes to be chosen — who likes to be pursued right back.
The man I wish to wake up beside will not play games with me, for he knows there is freedom in being chosen. He will speak highly of the women who have broken his heart, for they are the love stories that allow space for this one.
I want to be chased with the intention of being kept.
Today the world is loud, and I need to not be needed.
Why do we choose to spend time with people we aren’t crazy about?
What happens if we aren’t each other’s people
What happens if I hurt you?
What happens if the distance is too hard?
All you have to lose, in going after your dreams and starting your business, is the life you don’t want, and the minuscule risk that if it doesn’t take, you check your ego and your pride and get a crutch job to support you while you build your business or start again.
I know you are tired. Tired of feeling so heavy. It takes amazing strength and courage to wake up every day and do it again. There is a Universe of love waiting to share her light with you. Let a little in today and know that we are here.
Poets are cowards who turn both strength and weakness into a dance, heart ache into independence, loneliness into courage.
Just be in it — alone. Don’t ask for permission, validation, feedback, just sit in it and see how it makes you feel.