You can encase me in your arms, smother me in comfort, warmth, protection.
Grip my hand while I cry, lose yourself in my eyes like you know me, soldier me through my pain as if it were yours to bear.
Dance with me intuitively, in my space, in my orbit.
Laugh with me, without inhibition , or with a secret glance when we share something precious which no one else knows.
Build me up brick by brick, pick me up off the floor, push me forward, make me progress.
Fuck me so skilfully you make the world stop, whatever my mood is telling you I need.
For all of this ...
And much much more...
I am grateful...
Take a piece of me, it's yours, you can keep it when you leave.
But...
There's this man...
This one man...
That my soul won't, can't, and never will betray...
There's this man I'll love for a lifetime...
And you are not him.
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- Category: Love
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Comments1
I love this and am in the same boat. She doesn't know and I will never tell her because it doesn't matter and she already took most of me and left. Keep up with your writing, you have a very skillful and eloquent way of expressing your feelings.
Thanks for your feedback. It is tough when no one else comes close to what you felt/feel for that person. I like you will never tell him. I don’t want him to know the power he holds. It’s unbalanced and unhealthy.
I understand that it has been what has been keeping me from reaching out, even though it is a constant struggle of restraint. But where there is determination there is strength and you have both, don't ever doubt that.
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