“Be careful with those who choose comfort over accountability.” –Najwa Zebian

My Interpretation: Lark is not evil. She is untended. She is the kind of woman I root for, even when I have to protect myself from the fallout. Because when she gets it right – she really gets it right. & that is still worth something.

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🪶 Lark: Wildcard-Turned-Anchor

The girl who has hurt me. Confused me. Drifted in & out so many times I stopped keeping track.
But now? She is trying. & I would be lying if I said it did not mean something.

Our story is not clean.
There were seasons I did not trust her at all.
Times when I could trace gossip about me directly back to her – secondhand pain delivered by familiar mouths.
She did not do it to be cruel.
She just carried too much chaos & let it spill.

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Lark has always struggled when it comes to men.
She grew up with pain wrapped in charm.
Her high school sweetheart turned abusive – mentally, physically, & emotionally.
She stayed too long, like too many of us do.

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Then came the rebound.
Fuckboy.
& yes, I call him that to his face.

He has demons in his eyes.
So does she.
He flirts around, throws shade, says slick things about her behind her back.
& I get caught in the middle.

Because I have integrity.
Because I believe in telling women the truth, especially when the men around them are playing both sides.

I’ve defended her more times than I can count.
Warned her about what was being said.
Stood in fire I never lit – just to make sure she did not burn alone.

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& the thing is.
She knows she has lost control sometimes.
She knows the drinking is a problem.
She has got four kids.
& she knows it is affecting them.
She admits it.

But then the weekend rolls around – & it starts again.
That is what breaks me.
Words vs actions.

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It is why I have pulled away.
It is why I do not always answer.
Because I do not know who I am getting that day – the woman trying to grow or the one numbing everything she promised she would face.

Still… she is changing.
There is softness now.
More awareness. More reflection.
She listens differently.

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She has not said “I am sorry.”
But her behavior is starting to apologize for her.

& I do not forget that kind of growth.

We do not have a perfect friendship.
We might never.
But I believe in second chances.
& for now – she is showing me why I ever said yes in the first place.

Xoxo ♡