Fit

A friend of mine wrote me a thought today, about not letting love slip through my fingers. This in turn created the thought for me...what if you are so busy trying to work a love that simply isn't meant to be and you shouldn't, because it's not meant to be? It seems we expend so much energy involved in things we have no business in; jobs, family drama, money mistakes and relationships.  Yikes! What a waste.  Love is work yes, but you should not spend days and nights with thoughts of "Why am I doing this" floating around in your head.

It's time to stop the madness. Get off the roller coaster and find something else to do with your time. And allow that person to find their intended fit. Will that hurt? Absolutely. But take the band-aid off, and get ready for thine healing!


Sometimes we cling to something that is not meant to be
Working tirelessly, we try to squeeze what isn’t into the space of what is
And it doesn’t fit
No matter how much you want it
No matter how good it may feel initially
It doesn’t fit
Like a pretty shoe that starts out feeling great
You know they’re a little tight
Wait? Was that an inner alarm?
You’ll stretch them out ~ that’s what the voice of unreason says
So you get them anyway
Yet, you know it’s not right
But you get them anyway
And then, that first night out
You are there looking so proud
Strutting like you own the place
There’s joy all around
But then reality kicks in
And those pretty shoes start to hurt
Pinching toes, sending pain everywhere
Yet there you are, too proud to remove them
Cause they’re so damn pretty
But they don't fit
You can’t even think because the pain is everywhere
Oh but you look so good in those shoes
But they don’t fit
And now, here’s your love
Everything starts out great
Wait ~ was that an inner alarm?
Something saying it’s not right?
You’ll work it out ~ that’s what the voice of unreason says
So you date her anyway
You like him anyway
You guys look so great together
Everyone tells you so
Just like those shoes
It takes a minute for reality to set in...
There you are, working and working at it
Trying to make a great fit
Trying to make sense of things that simply ~ don’t make sense
Because they are not meant to make sense
Because in reality, you two don’t fit
It’s not your size
He’s not your man
She’s not your girl
It doesn’t fit
Love should feel
Secure
Amazing
Trusting
Wonderful
COMFORTABLE
But there you are with struggle
With ~ arguing over things so small
With ~ more questions than answers
With ~ frustrations and drama
With ~ yourself
Like those tight pair of shoes
You are left standing around miserable and in pain
What to do?
What to say?
Nothing
It’s simply time to take off the shoes
Time to take off the man ~ the woman
Release yourself from the pain and misery
Just because this wasn’t a good fit
Just because those pretty shoes don’t fit
Doesn’t mean that you won’t find better
Doesn’t mean that you are a failure
It just means it wasn’t a good fit
No need to beat yourself up
You don’t do that about the shoes
So why do that about a relationship?
No really ~ why?
Learn the lesson and move on
There will be other shoes
There will be other relationships
As bad as it feels now, this too shall pass
Just like those pretty shoes….