{"id":3500,"date":"2026-01-08T12:36:43","date_gmt":"2026-01-08T12:36:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/?p=3500"},"modified":"2026-01-08T12:36:48","modified_gmt":"2026-01-08T12:36:48","slug":"the-strong-reason-why-i-am-unmarried-social-being","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/the-strong-reason-why-i-am-unmarried-social-being\/","title":{"rendered":"The strong reason why I am unmarried social being"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>You keep asking me about marriage.<br>As if love is a deadline.<br>As if my life is late<br>because it hasn\u2019t followed your timetable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So let me answer you once.<br>Not with anger.<br>Not with excuses.<br>Just with truth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m not afraid of marriage.<br>I\u2019m afraid of choosing the wrong kind of love<br>just to satisfy noise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Marriage is a lifetime commitment,<br>a covenant,<br>and if made with the wrong person,<br>one might end up regretting a lot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I don\u2019t want to rush into forever<br>because of pressure.<br>I don\u2019t want to settle<br>because silence makes people uncomfortable.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I want the right love.<br>The patient kind.<br>The peaceful kind.<br>The kind that doesn\u2019t raise its voice<br>or its hands<br>or its power over me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I want a love that listens.<br>That cares.<br>That doesn\u2019t compete with me<br>or try to shrink me<br>to feel bigger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I want a love that is intentional.<br>Interested.<br>Present.<br>Not confused about choosing me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I want to be valued.<br>Not tolerated.<br>Chosen,<br>not just picked<br>because time is running out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I want to feel seen.<br>Not as a project to fix,<br>but as a person becoming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I want a love that reminds me of my worth<br>even on the days I forget it myself.<br>A love that wants my growth,<br>not my silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So no,<br>I\u2019m not delaying marriage.<br>I\u2019m protecting my future.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m waiting for a love built on loyalty,<br>friendship,<br>honesty,<br>and growth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m waiting for a love that corrects me with kindness.<br>That is gentle with my healing.<br>That understands some wounds<br>need time,<br>not pressure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m waiting for a love that feels safe.<br>Safe to speak.<br>Safe to grow.<br>Safe to be human.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So the next time you ask me<br>when I\u2019m getting married,<br>understand this,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m not late.<br>I\u2019m intentional.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And I\u2019d rather arrive whole<br>than arrive early and broken.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/share\/v\/17iCqfRLcW\">https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/share\/v\/17iCqfRLcW<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/let-me-tell-you-the-kind-of-love-i-want\/\">\u201cLet Me Tell You the Kind of Love I Want by walkingshadow<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe title=\"Turns Out I Was Right \u2013 I Saw It Coming but     Spoken Word by Walking Shadow Poetry\" width=\"500\" height=\"281\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/xacEsG4Cyfg?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You keep asking me about marriage.As if love is a deadline.As if my life is latebecause it hasn\u2019t followed your timetable. So let me answer you once.Not with anger.Not with excuses.Just with truth. I\u2019m not afraid of marriage.I\u2019m afraid of choosing the wrong kind of lovejust to satisfy noise. Marriage is a lifetime commitment,a covenant,and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[121,97,25,98,1],"tags":[35,49,34,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-3500","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem","category-poetry","category-solitude","category-storytime","category-uncategorized","tag-poems","tag-poetess","tag-poetry","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3116,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/its-strange-really-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":3500,"position":0},"title":"It\u2019s strange, really by Walking Shadow Poetry","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"March 13, 2025","format":false,"excerpt":"I\u2019m scared of being alone,Not the kind where you sit quietly for a while,But the kind that feels like a heavy shadow,Creeping in when no one\u2019s around. 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