t minus 2,920 days.

I went to him open, wishing for reciprocity...but not really expecting it. Regardless of the shit I talk, I trust my instincts. We are not here and he is not ready and...yeah, I think he took the blue pill. Perhaps my rabbit-hole is too deep. At any rate, our brief story ends here.

But you know, I had to try. He did at least wake those last slumbering bits. Reminded me that yes souls need succor, but skin needs to be touched. The lesson? Whole women should be loved wholly. Supreme being I am, but housed in a human body. So you know, it follows that I would have...wants. It follows that upon waking, those neglected parts would have a large appetite and demand to be fed. I follow; realizing this is part of the story.

I've put in the work, so that I could bring all the ingredients to the table - soft skin, warm heart, loyalty, sincerity, generosity, passion...everything that he and I need. And deserve. I've left fear behind and feel firmly seated in this still new knowing. Now begins my quest for bliss.

Break out your Kama Sutra for insight.

I'm ready, but also patient. You know what they say about good things. But really...how awesome to emerge from the latest fray with this new sense of purpose, and complete faith that the good good love I've always longed for is and always has been my due. Birthright, as Ms. Hill would say.

My wait will never be in vain.

*cue brief lull in plot*

I'll be back. Trust.

Posted by Lisa at May 16, 2007 02:30 AM