Sometimes I'm not as strong as I appear to be. Quite frankly I don't always want to be this strong held together figure. Sometimes I would rather just curl up in a ball and fall apart. Fall apart while someone strokes my hair and tells me everything will be just fine. Someone to tell me that as long as they're here they won't let anything harm me. Soft kisses on the back of my neck. A hand to wipe the tears. That when I have these girl moments when I wonder if I'll ever be enough. For anyone. Smart enough, pretty enough, sexy enough, ...just enough..that when I have these moments..the only answer to assure me I'm enough for someone is..well for lack of a better word...love making. Slow. Passionate. Exploring and making sure every part of me is cherished..I suppose it's just a fantasy..but It's a nice one.
Maybe I have too high of hopes..but this is my girl moment.
And since I don't feel like I'll ever be enough to deserve someone as amazing as this..I'll dream him up. Meh. Why am I the weirdest girl ever? ...fail on mah life.
It's a place where I share my thoughts. Nothing is held back. I live to love and love to live. Don't be surprised.
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