She felt it,
The longing.
A desire to be close.
Yet, once again, she knew it would come with a bite.
A bite that would leave a mark for too long.
Another friendship lost,
Lost too the call of that longing to be close.
To be close held too much else.
To be close would create too much trouble.
Minds overthinking,
Hearts not yet healed,
Fears of not being ready,
Egos of any human being,
Past experiences bringing things up,
Future goals becoming more important,
So many contradicting parts.
So many expectations.
There was still healing to be done.
There were so many obstacles to overcome.
Solitude,
This was the path.
Safety,
Security,
Self-sufficiency.
A love story of her own journey.
One that expressed itself through her full capacity to be truly herself.
No expectations but her own.
No past cycles repeating.
The cycle of loving and losing is over.
It was time to love herself,
To be herself,
To tend to her own heart.
For too long she neglected her own, as she filled up others.
She patched them, carried them, tended to them, never taking the time to take care for her own.
This is the journey of the healer.
The healer who forgot herself.
Now it’s time to remember who she is, so she can once again shine.
✨
- Monica Sue Minyard

