Weeds

She wasn’t ready to end the game. She was addicted to the thrill, the chase, the stolen hidden moments. She was addicted to not knowing who may come around the corner or what may happen next. It was never about a “win” for her. She didn’t want the “trophy.” Too much maintenance and she had no time for that. She didn’t need an accolade. They both knew the truth. They were living it. 

All the outsiders could do was speculate. The outsiders looking in became fans to an extent. Whispers and scenarios thrown back and forth. The fans couldn’t get enough although they didn’t know what and or if it was. Their own perception was enough.

They were both off road in the fields of weeds and greenery. Lost amongst the trees and broken branches. Unable to be found by anyone accept when they wanted to make themselves visible and available. Then the unexpected happened. He tried to get on the road. He warned her, then he did it. But she wasn’t ready to end the game.

She stood there…speechless. Unable to process what he just did. The decision he just made seemingly unexpectedly. Unbeknownst to her she was used to it. Men taking extreme actions to rid themselves of her. She didn’t realize that she was that enticing and had such a strong hold on him as she had with others in her past. Yes, it was torturous for them to be in the same room together with anticipation constantly building. So close yet so far away. But once that fleeting moment came…it was game on.

Society tells us not to play the game. But are we as humans truly made for only one person? Is it possible? What are the boundaries in regards to interacting with other people? Is flirting or canoodling allowed and if so, how far is too far? Are there exceptions to the rules? 

There’s no way he can end the game. There are roads that are not developed yet. But the land that is there are fields with weeds and greenery, trees and broken branches. You can’t just unlearn a habit or behavior overnight. It takes hard work and time. The decision he made seems like a charade at this point. If the decision was honest and true, then the game would have never began. But it did. 

Now what…

Published by Janee

I am a working mom and a writer. I love the sunshine and writing. When I’m not here, I’m on a fun adventure with my daughter! Find us on YouTube at Janee Murray!

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