The pain from before is lessening. The heartache is from a different time. The depth of my feelings is no different, but it’s bittersweet instead of intensely painful. Every so often, I want to come out swinging, instead of hiding away and licking my wounds.
Do you have any idea what you walked away from? Do you know what you’re missing out on?
I love with my whole heart, my whole being. I give 110% every single day. I dote, I tend, I care, I spoil. I submit.
I’m still standing strong when others run away.
I’m a pillar of strength in the middle of a storm.
I’m loving and tender. I’m sexual and wanton. Hell, when the rest of the world wants to sleep, I desperately want to worship cock and give pleasure until my eyes won’t stay open.
I hate liars, cheats, and thieves. I demand honesty. I earn trust. I shoot straight, but I care enough to protect feelings.
I cry with the ones I love, and I cry for them. I hold on tight, and I stand guard, protective.
I nurture. I cherish. I serve. I give.
Not every woman loves the way I love.
I’m a goddamned catch. Any man would be lucky to call me his. And one day, a man will come along and be smart enough to never let me go.