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If a man finds himself in love with more than one woman, he'd spread himself so thin he would need to be rushed to the nearest emergency room with the complaint of chest pains! Stress kills! A woman would at least recite our timeless banter, "I have a lot on my mind. I need some space to think," then she would go MIA until she has a pow wow with her girlfriends, downing a bottle of wine to decide which guy has her heart more than the other. Of course women tend to choose the "Bad Boy" of the two but that's a blog for another time. We won't touch that one!
I can't help but wonder. How could a person sleep at night knowing they're playing with someone's heart? Let's face it, there's no way to love more than one person and still give the proper attention, care, and concern it takes to build something real other than a house of cards. Playing with a heart is like playing with fire. You could playfully place your hands over the flames only so many times, before it eventually sends a pain throughout your body so bad it would make you think you've been shocked by a wave of electro currents! With all the horrible things going on in the world, this storm has the possibility to become literal rather than figurative. A good outcome in this situation would be like "A Roll of the Dice." It has the possibility for several outcomes but why even take the chance? Tsk, tsk, tsk!