Wine Talk with Amber

  What happened to big round noses?  And cellulite? Why does every strand of hair on my legs need to be stripped before I can lay with you? What happened to messy ponytails and microwaveable pizza? Why can’t I bask in your love without first watching countless hours of makeup and hair tutorials to look like an Instagram model? I want to indulge in the sweat under your arms, and the burnt “just because” cookies that you made for me. When did the world get so shallow?  When has it not been okay for someone to make a mistake? I crave.... I crave a friend who’s not perfect. A soulmate with a bit of soul.... I crave the attention of someone who’s not just looking for mediocrity. You know? Someone who doesn’t just take photos to show the world that we have the latest designer wear. I crave someone who can really speak to me and accept me for my flaws. I’m not looking for a social media life. I’m looking for someone who is going to find purpose in me and all that I come with. I’...

I’ll admit, I was a tough lover. Very stubborn. Possessive. But more than anything, unwilling to grow. I was stuck in the soil of my own stagnancy. My seed was ready to be planted, But I wouldn’t provide you with the hydration, I didn’t administer the sunlight. Yet, I expected to be grown into a fully blossomed flower. Well guess what? I ran to the highest body of water flow that I could find. And captured the sweetest views of summer time sunshine... To bring to you. Only to find: it was too late, you had taken my seed. You had taken  our  seed away.  The seed, Waiting for the grand opportunity to flourish. Was ripped out of the ground, Due to your reluctance to love me in my entirety.  With all my blemishes. And all my bruises. And then I realize: The seed that was snatched from me will be used to plant someone else’s garden.