So she told me, “he just got divorced and is dating…heavily.”
My sister says that probably means he has the “herps”. (yes, I spelled it like she said it). But I know the deal. When you get divorced you feel like you must date the whole world to confirm you are not a failure. See look how attractive I am, people think I’m fun, people want to have sex with me. So I decided I would let him alone. Well mostly. I am a flirter so, yeah. We had an awkward conversation once at a party. I couldn’t shake the words, “he probably has the herps.” out of my mind. Thanks alot darling sister…
When I dated the other and he ran for the 2nd time, I realized this “herps” is a real thing. This I am super scared and I’m gonna date and sex myself whole again. I’m gonna protect my feelings at all cost just in case this one means to burn my feelings already turned raw. I will protect myself from you at all cost. Wrap myself in insecurity and dare you to try to love me through it. This is my new definition of the herps.
And as falsely brave you are it just keeps coming back. It comes back because you want it to. Because it is important. Sometimes you need yourself protected. You don’t want the heaviness that “relationships” or “caring” brings. Sometimes you just aren’t strong enough or ready enough.
Sometimes you want them to get so wrapped up in your perfectly shaped ass that they don’t go around looking for your heart. (and by “you” I mean of course “me”) Which is just crazy talk, because what perfectly sane, perfectly whole person doesn’t want someone to search for their heart?
It just keeps coming back
It just keeps coming back until one day it doesn’t. The one day when you find yourself looking for someone’s heart so intensely that you forget to stop hiding yours. That’s when you’re free