I swear I’m going to write a book by this name. Men and women are very different creatures and it seems to me that some people don’t realize that sometimes words are more than words.
You are beautiful. You are sexy. I want you. Mine………
All the pretty words that hit the target that is my heart. All the pretty words I long for and convince myself are true. BUT are you actions matching those words? Do you realize that every pretty word leaves a scar when you walk away? A little hole and a lot of self-loathing at myself for believing I was worth the pretty words?
I don’t need pretty words. I need consistency. I need care. I need someone who needs and desires me as much as I need to give my all to them. I need the time, attention, and common courtesy that you should show someone who matters. Or maybe I’m just chasing the unicorn again…..
