Friday, 7 February 2014

When am I going to come first?

I am a woman who gives so freely. I do so without though of reciprocation. I do so because I love to. I only do so with people I deem worthy. Very few people fall into that category. I am difficult to please. I am fussy and I am very, very discerning. As a result, I have a very small circle of friends. Once you're in, I will tolerate more than is reasonable. I am forgiving and compassionate. But there is always a line. Step over it and the switch is flicked. You never get to come back. Ever.

Just once, I would like to come first (not literally, in a sexual sense) but figuratively. I want someone to just adore me. Dote on me and treat me like a princess. Just for a little bit.

Here I am thinking something akin to Jason Derulo's Trumpets. I imagine it would wear thin pretty quickly but it would be a nice change for a little while.


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