Wednesday 9 March 2016

Because we hold weight: Mr. Piano man.

February the third in 2016 was different for me. While I had friendzoned you for so long, a part of me wanted to get to know. I had just been through a hectic break up a few months before then and while I felt like a total wreck, I was over it all. I was over love and I was over men. I nearly went crazy at the idea that one person could hurt another. I've been a good girl. I kept my image. One thing that scared me the most was how you love and apreciate me. I tried to find reasons to feel like maybe you had some other huge secret in the cupboard. I played reverse psychology on you trying by all means to  catch you out but nothing. I'd found a real one and I didn't have to dwell on my previous shortcomings. We are young and probably will go through some stuff and I agree that strength is key.

You're perfect. In every single way. Your beautiful eyes to your skinny self to your smell to your hairy legs. Lol. I prayed for you. I honestly did in a time where industry and family seemed difficult but I felt easy around you.  You're such a good man with focus and pride. You motivate me everyday to become better than I was. You tell me im beautiful and smart and when you told me you loved Me, I was scared because I felt it too. I promise to be all I can be. You have had your fair share in life and its time for you to be happy too. I promise I'm here to stay - no nonsense. If you promise to hold me down.