Only for the Week

by Natasha Bishop

“Do you make it a habit to sacrifice things that make you happy for others’ comfort?”

I just think sometimes we lose ourselves in our compromises and forget that ‘no’ is a full sentence.”

landing at your destination means you’ve reached your safe haven away from whatever plagues you at home. Takeoff from your vacation spot symbolizes the end of peace and landing at home means watching your problems take center stage again.”

Can’t I have the freedom to just…be? To love myself enough to be comfortable in my own company?

“Does it overwhelm you?” She asks, tilting her head further. “Not at all. I’m just happy to exist in your orbit.”

“If that’s what you want to call it. Be selfish with me. Give me all your yes’s this week and I promise I’ll take care of them. And you.”

Never post your location until you’ve already left it

I take my finger, still coated in her release and dip it in my drink, stirring it around. Her eyes widen at the sight and when I hold my glass up to her and wink, her jaw goes slack. The taste of her is exactly what this drink was missing.

“You…you rented an entire yacht…just so I could read by the water?” He holds up the tote bag he packed for me and hands it over so I can see my Kindle and both paperbacks I packed resting comfortably inside. “I did. You ready?”

Love is not easy. It’s waking up every day and choosing the person beside you.