Jay-Z cheated on Beyonce.
Kind of in a, "Well if BEYONCE gets cheated on, what hope do the rest of of us have?"
All of it, lovies.
All of the hope in the whole wide world.
So a man cheats on you.
(And I say that with all of the heavy weight that it requires.)
So a man cheats on you.
He takes his heart to another woman across town. Pieces of him, he leaves with Other Women. And the pieces that he decides to leave with you just Aren't Enough.
The Aren't Enough pieces somehow wind up making you feel like maybe you Aren't Enough either, and this cycle continues. And continues. And continues.
And I have to tell you something:
Just because a man cannot love you in the right way does not mean that you are unloveable.
Just because your partner cannot receive the love you have, and cannot return the love you need - you are still Enough.
You'll think you need to reign it in.
Lower your eyes and submit to some kind of depraved, useless idea of What Might Be The True, and you live it.
You'll live it until you've decided that it's time.
And your light will shine.
And your eyes will raise.
And you will look out around you ...
And you will think to yourself, "So what if I'm difficult to love?"
Which, when you think about it all?
Really just translates to the following:
- So what if I have high standards?
- So what if I have high expectations?
- So what if I believe in loyalty, commitment, hope, and truth?
- So what if I'm intense or demanding?
So what, sweet girl.
Let him cheat.
Let him have all of the Other Girls.
Because a Heart Warrior and Mountain Mover like you?
--- It's not that he just "doesn't deserve you anyway" -- it's that he knew that he never really had you to begin with, you wild and perfect thing.
So when he tells you that no man can live up to the one inside your head, you pack his bag for him. Set it on the back stoop with your fading hopes, and you wish him well.
Even if it takes you ten years to pack.
Even if you don't know which Mountain you'll climb next.
Even if your voice shakes.
You pack his bag, and you wish him well.
And you put on your boots, and you go live the next adventure.
You start looking for the next mountain.
. About Moi .
I love, love, love flannel sheets and I am really passionate about lists on post it notes and most of the time I'm sad that no one else is as excited as I am about Diet Mountain Dew. I also adore run-on sentences.
He saw her before he saw
anything else in the room.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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