WTF…
After nearly three years I’m giving and shes taking, we’ve separated, I’m just company. I will do anything, I wash her car, change the oil, buy her a pretty dress, love her, tell her shes beautiful, basically help always with anything. She doesn’t seem to care; the please and thank you is silent. Or she claims she didn’t ask, or complains about something not being right. I ask her a question and she responds in the offensive. Why can I love her so much?
I love her how she is, I don’t want anything other than the occasional warmth as she holds me. I want her to have anything she desires, no matter how much it hurts. I want her to see me and not see a door lock she doesn’t possess the key to open. She in my opinion is the most beautiful when she wakes up in the morning with hair flowing everywhere, a wrinkled shirt to match her expression because she dislikes morning so. After she goes shopping she asks my opinion about a new bra, or article of clothing do I say it looks good or do I be honest and tell her it makes me want to rip it off her smoking sexy body and then kiss her neck and then her plump reddish lips. I don’t want to be like everyone else, I don’t want quick meaningless sex. I want to be special to her and have her think of me from time to time.
oh my love…
