You came to me.
I summoned you into my mind and you built a fortress when all I needed was a five minute consultation. It’s been days. You forged an alliance with my intuition, signed a treaty with my fears and sealed the bond with my hopes.
Intuition kept telling me that it’s all a trial. It is a test to see if my love is true, to see if I would be the one to pursue and seek first. It kept telling me to listen but I said “what if you are wrong?”
She said “What if I never shut up?”
Fear told me I might blow things out of proportion, make a mountain of a molehill, destroy a good thing.
Hope stayed calm saying “this too shall pass, besides you never know unless you address it.”
So, I picked up a book and added another layer of ice to my heart. When you’ve been single for a long time you are comfortable with the silence within. You are you. You walk around the house in pajamas, read books, drink coffee, listen to Lecrae, dance in your underwear.
So, dearest worry, before you get too comfortable in your fortress, remember that you were summoned. Whatsoever’s summoned can always be banished, I would bear that in mind, in fact, I would think about it and act on it.
Hope says “stay single, you’re better than this.”
I look at the time. It’s 3 am and I for one have no objection.