I Want to Love Passionately and to Be Loved Passionately
At this point in my life I had it figured that I would be in a loving relationship, full of passion. Yet I ended up with one that has none.
It's true that every woman wants the fairy tale. A man who's strong, supportive, loves you for who and what you are, tells you you're beautiful and can't keep his hands off of you, who claims you and defends you. Yet most of us end up settling for less because we don't want to end up alone/a crazy cat lady. But no matter what we still crave the passion. A man who kisses us for no apparent reason, who holds our hand while he's driving or while we're walking down the street simply because he craves to be in contact with his woman. I always wanted a partner who would laugh at my jokes, understand my sarcasm, run his fingers up and down my back at night so I could fall asleep and who's arms I would wake up in each morning. Someone who would take charge of things, who was decisive, and who would hold me when I was confused or sad. Every time I reflect on these things I realize how many things I gave up by settling for what I have.
I have someone who thinks I'm rudely sarcastic, thinks I'm stupid not funny when I make jokes, barely touches me ever, finds it "relaxing" to gamble away thousands of dollars a year, gets drunk every day when he comes home from work, doesn't take pride in himself enough to even brush his teeth or shower daily, shaves every few months, who can't produce children, and who I have next to no common interests with other than cooking and television. Thinking about it makes my head spin. All I wanted was someone who was passionately in love with me and who I was equally passionate about being with...
It's true that every woman wants the fairy tale. A man who's strong, supportive, loves you for who and what you are, tells you you're beautiful and can't keep his hands off of you, who claims you and defends you. Yet most of us end up settling for less because we don't want to end up alone/a crazy cat lady. But no matter what we still crave the passion. A man who kisses us for no apparent reason, who holds our hand while he's driving or while we're walking down the street simply because he craves to be in contact with his woman. I always wanted a partner who would laugh at my jokes, understand my sarcasm, run his fingers up and down my back at night so I could fall asleep and who's arms I would wake up in each morning. Someone who would take charge of things, who was decisive, and who would hold me when I was confused or sad. Every time I reflect on these things I realize how many things I gave up by settling for what I have.
I have someone who thinks I'm rudely sarcastic, thinks I'm stupid not funny when I make jokes, barely touches me ever, finds it "relaxing" to gamble away thousands of dollars a year, gets drunk every day when he comes home from work, doesn't take pride in himself enough to even brush his teeth or shower daily, shaves every few months, who can't produce children, and who I have next to no common interests with other than cooking and television. Thinking about it makes my head spin. All I wanted was someone who was passionately in love with me and who I was equally passionate about being with...