I make no secret of the fact that I have a lot of love to give. I ooze the stuff. It takes a lot for someone to break through but once they are in I will love them forever.
Lately I have been feeling more lonely than usual. I think it is because I have spent a lot of time on my own. I usually try to surround myself with friends and family. Someone encouragd me to spend time doing exactly as I please - one of the joys of being single is that you have no one else to consider. Thing is, I am considerate.
I am generally okay with being alone. I can handle spiders, I mow the lawn, I can fix shit around the house. I am not scared to come home to an empty house. I can cook and clean and do washing. I don't need someone. I want someone. I have a particular someone I would like but he's unavailable (Blake when you're done, send Ryan my way). Okay Mr Reynolds is somewhat out of my league but I like to aim for the stars because then at least I might land on top of the world.
I like being held. I miss hugs. I love masculine energy. I find it intoxicatingly good to be around men. I love the way they move and smell. I love the way they talk and the lack if bitchines.
I know it is unlikely that I will be loved but I want to be wanted.
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