Self Love

Treat Yourself

I’ve taken a new lover.

This new love is soft, sweet, sexy, sensual, purposeful, ravenous, consuming.

Everyday I wake up hungry, starving. Eager to find a new way to feed this growing love.

I try to hold this love in my hands & it overflows. It’s spilling over onto everything. It’s making it almost impossible to focus on anything outside of it.

It’s a love I’ve always waited on.

I’ve taken this lover in small parts all my life. Pieces I thought were allowed, pieces I thought were acceptable.

I hoped no one would notice me taking this love in small feasts.

I saw other people enjoying it more fully & I wondered who gave them permission.

Who told them it was acceptable to have their fill?

I only knew how to act like love for other people, but I became timid when it was time to turn it on myself.

I’m not that woman anymore.

Now I know how to Be like love, feel like love, feast on a full love. I see the value of feeding myself before serving others from my sacred source.

I’ve been falling in love with myself lately.

I treat myself in the ways I’ve always desired.

It’s harder to settle for crumbs when you’ve been eating from the buffet.

Shirt, courtesy of an unashamed Black Woman: @erynamelshopee