I am so caught up in what my heart is feeling. I just dwell in a place of safety. I can’t begin to understand why I am there.
It’s not even a struggle for me as it was in the beginning.
For moments in time I am wondering what I’m turning away from.
I got tired of putting in what I felt was ALL the work, while words were said, no action followed. For the longest time it made me angry and then I realized I could do something else.
What I didn’t need is someone so distant so cut off emotionally that I carried the entire emotional load. So I put down that baggage and kept moving. Not even sure at this point if I’ll ever take that road again.
My mistake was accepting less than I knew my heart desired. You can’t demand emotional payment, it only leaves you feeling less than a woman, less than a lover, less than deserving. None of which I am.
I’m feeding my own soul from this day forward and for that I will not apologize.
Get at me.