He’s in control because he’s capable, and he cares.
I obey because I trust and respect him.
In and out of the bedroom.
And it feels so damn good to not be in control of every single thing anymore.
The little cabin in the woods, where we can talk, drink coffee, watch the sun rise and set and love by the moon. I love you…always will.
My fav type of getaway…^^^^^
The weakness of me is fed by the strength of you..
For you sgg
It’s easy to feel uncared for when people aren’t able to communicate and connect with you in the way you need. And it’s so hard not to internalize that silence as a reflection on your worth. But the truth is that the way other people operate is not about you. Most people are so caught up in their own responsibilities, struggles, and anxiety that the thought of asking someone else how they’re doing doesn’t even cross their mind. They aren’t inherently bad or uncaring — they’re just busy and self-focused. And that’s okay. It’s not evidence of some fundamental failing on your part. It doesn’t make you unloveable or invisible. It just means that those people aren’t very good at looking beyond their own world. But the fact that you are — that despite the darkness you feel, you have the ability to share your love and light with others — is a strength. Your work isn’t to change who you are; it’s to find people who are able to give you the connection you need. Because despite what you feel, you are not too much. You are not too sensitive or too needy. You are thoughtful and empathetic. You are compassionate and kind. And with or without anyone’s acknowledgment or affection, you are enough.
My mind tries to escape
what the heart can not…
I love you, My Dear one.
I love you beyond any scope,
I’ve ever known…
And this scares me.
This truth rattles these bones
but I can not withhold
what this body can no longer
I love you.
May these words travel to you
Do with them as you will;
as my soul is now unburdened
by telling you.
I’m with you, I feel your presence in every one of my thoughts —
Feeling unsure and lost is part of your path. Don’t avoid it. See what those feelings are showing you and use it. Take a breath. You’ll be okay. Even if you don’t feel okay all the time.
It’s night after night of lying awake looking back and second guessing everything I’ve done…exhausting. When will I rest?
Come here and tell me
about your day while you undress.
Come here and let me
love you a little with my eyes.
Come here and come here
with that crowd you call your body
and I speak with each of them,
to each of them in turn.