Wellness With Her Club

Love.

“I don’t know how to love. Like, I’ve seen examples of it when I watch movies, but when it’s time to express it, I find it hard. I don’t know how to love.” 

I nodded. To understand, is to hurt? Or is it human? Let’s talk expectations.

I met someone. He has these eyes; cool, not cold. and his lips, they look like they were created to be kissed. He’s a little corky, nothing I can’t handle though. I thought until I was breaking down on the phone, admitting just how deep I’d fallen.

“Maybe, maybe you don’t choose yourself enough. Have you thought about it?”

Oh did I mention, I think he’s quite intelligent. Catches on real fast so it gives me life but he’s not ready for a relationship. For a couple of reasons, I won’t speak for him. I was knee deep in a quicksand pit of what I thought were feelings and for some reason, I kept on sinking.

“Take a deep breath Ri, I need you to stay focused. You deserve a lot more. You need to choose you.”

I took a deep breath. He really was right.

I have shit to do.

An empire to build.

A bloodline to cleanse.

It’s too costly to get distracted.

Not now. Not again.

Goodbye.