I am independent
I work to feed and clothe myself
I have no rules to follow
I have no curfew, no guardians
Yet I need someone to see me as weak
I speak my mind
I act on my decisions
I stand by my principles
I take no crap from people
Yet I need someone to see me falter
I admit my mistakes
I was foolish in love
I fell for shallow promises
I hated my own stupidity
Yet I need someone to love me passionately
I listen to my inner voice
I rely on my instincts
I take pride in my accomplishments
I did it, on my own
Yet I need someone to be smarter than me
I project a woman of strength
I bare my claws when needed be
I do not back down
I choose my battles
Yet I need someone whom I can surrender to
truth is
I am a woman
I want to be held inside a man’s strong arms
I want to be kissed on the forehead
I want to melt in the moment, that I am his world
I want to let go and feel loved
I love flowers too…white roses for a lady like me
oh… my heart melts. my marriage with ronald is not all bed of roses. yeah, roses have thorns & we have passed through such thorny stages, too. but what is good about being in a married relationship is the vow that whether it’s thorny or a hush of red petals, you both will journey the road together. & it’s really nice to be strong by day but at night, you shiver in a man’s “stronger” arms.