For me, love, above all else, should inspire.
I haven’t met that man yet.
I’ve met the childish one that wants you to do everything for him.
I’ve met not ready, but plays with the idea of being ready.
I’ve met can’t talk about my feelings.
I’ve met unfaithful.
I’ve met blame everything on you.
I’ve met can’t have an adult conversation/argument without mentioning a break-up.
I’ve met childhood trauma that they haven’t healed from yet.
I’ve met you should’ve stayed the fuck away from me.
I’ve met the alcoholic.
I’ve met I’m just wasting your time until the next best thing comes along.
I’ve met I just want somebody – it doesn’t really matter if its you.
But I have YET to meet – because of my love, I inspire you, daily, to be a better you.
And that’s okay.
Did I mention I was 31, and that most days I feel like I don’t have a damn thing figured out.
Be patient.
Don’t rush it.
It’s coming.
–S.