I’m ready.

I write this standing at the end of a jetty on Black Point Beach watching the sun fall behind the horizon line and the sky turn shades of pink and blue. There can’t be sunsets this brilliant and lovely without clouds in the way. 

I wouldn’t trade the past year for anything. It gave me my wings. And I stand here watching the blood red sky melt into dark and I know. I know. I am more me than I’ve ever been. 

I am ready to love again. 

I am ready to accept the love I deserve. A love that is kindness. A love that trusts. A love that lasts. And I mean it this time. I’m ready. 

I pushed away many men in the past year and I’m ready to be supple. To look at someone and honestly believe them when they promise forever in their words. Because I now promise myself to myself. 

The entire water is covered in pink to match the flush in my heart. 

What if I fall. What if I fly. 

Published by The Curious Ally Cat

I'm a 34 year old adjunct professor and writer in Connecticut. People seem to like me because I am polite and I am rarely late.

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