Eclectic Entrepreneur
There had to be punishment.
One could not simply do what you did and go unscathed. No. There had to be retribution. And I’m here for it. Despite what has been said, revenge is definitely best served warm with tea. Maybe even a hearty meal.
But it must be served. In a manner so subtly perfect, that you won’t even realize it is being served at all. You’ll just feel the discomfort without knowing why. It will make you torn from within. Distraught and anguished.
I can’t wait to get started.
After everything, this is where I ended up? A shell? A weaker version of my greatness? A teary eyed doe in the headlights of a truck that will not stop?
For what?
A touch? A left over smile that wasn’t meant for me to begin with? Crumbs?
Am I no better than crumbs? Than lies so easily whispered in the throws of passion? Than the consolation prize?
I see. And you will see too. But when you do, you will have no idea what you’re looking at. And then you will be me.
I should have just eaten the cake…
My heart was only as safe as the hands I allowed to hold it.
In hindsight, you showed me how unsafe you were. I just chose to see otherwise.
I make sure my daughters have time to talk to me about anything.
And I have family members spying on all their social media accounts.
I schedule myself to only work during my business hours.
I also stay up late thinking of ways to grow my business.
Did I cry tears of gold? Or hide behind sheets of stars? When you swam through my oceans of pain, how were you able to see me?
I feel your presence, your strength, enter me. Your soul covers me.
You see me, my love.
I like talking to you without even having to speak.
You hear me when I’m silent.
You didn’t know how much I was willing to give you,
until I was completely depleted.
Your laughter tickled me, until I learned what your initials meant.
C. L. R.
Now I have concerns…
