As much as you’d wish that men would come into your life with little previews or trailers, they don’t. It’s always a chance you have to take. It could be the beginning of something wonderful or it could turn out to be nothing at all. And the other times it ends up becoming your downfall. We have no reason to trust people and yet we do, despite the obvious setbacks somewhere down we are so hopeful that it hurts. Men come looking like life rafts and you can’t help but get on them when you have nothing else to hold onto. And you wonder why has this person taken you on. Maybe it’s a good deed, the humane thing to do. Maybe that is all. There are no deeper feelings, nothing that could turn into a wonderful book. Just a subtle heroic act keeping you afloat. Don’t fall for your rescuer. Sometimes it’s their job or they are being extremely nice. Nothing more, nothing less.
She Was Sea 