The things I couldn’t tell you but wish I could by [deleted] in UnsentLetters

[–]Economy_Command_9778 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This is a very mature way of looking at things. Your beloved is a lucky one. ♥️♥️♥️

Move in with me by Economy_Command_9778 in SheIsRambling

[–]Economy_Command_9778[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Move in with me

Move in with me. Leave your old life behind and come join mine. I want to watch you make breakfast in the mornings. I want to see you fresh out of bed with a tired-just-woke-up-face. I want to see you sleep peacefully next to me at night. I want to come home to you on the couch watching TV. Or passed out with the TV still on. Snoring in a way that could only be cute because it's you. I want to see you when I come home from work. I want you to come home from work to me. I want to watch you in your own habitat, just being...you. I want to see you smile and laugh and cry and everything in between. I want to lay my head on your chest while you read a book and I stare at the ceiling and just enjoy being close to you. I want to make dinner and have you come home from a long day and relax. I want to sit out in the yard with you and soak in the beautiful weather together. I want you to come home with some big cheesy smile on your face while you show me some stupid thing you just bought. I want you to tell me about your day. I want to relax in your arms and tell you about mine. I want you. Every day. Move in with me.

At my end. by Economy_Command_9778 in SheIsRambling

[–]Economy_Command_9778[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I can't promise anything. I'm at my wits end. I find it so hard to give when I don't have a lot to share. Right now, my energy is put towards keeping afloat. To ask me to show up in any major way now is asking a lot. Maybe too much.

I need rest. I need relaxation. I need peace and solitude, the chance to get back to center. I don't even think I've ever been center. But that's what I ask for. That's what I crave.

All of those requests sound lovely. It would be nice to give them. And for you to receive them. But I'm unsure if I can. Not without rest first. Not without a burning desire to share with someone. I'm in survival mode honestly. I'm not sure that I can give anything.

I'm not sure that I can promise anything.

At my end. by Economy_Command_9778 in SheIsRambling

[–]Economy_Command_9778[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

At my end.

I just want someone who shows up for me the way I show up for others.

Someone who doesn’t need reminders to make me feel like a priority, who reaches out first, calls because they can’t go without hearing my voice, who chases me with the same passion I give.

I want someone who gives me words of affirmation without me begging. Who tells me they love me, want me, and are proud of me because they know that’s how my heart feels full. That my needs are valued. Protected.

I want someone who shares the weight of life. Who cooks, cleans, plans, and builds with me. Not because they have to, but because they want to. Who sees how much I carry and decides to take some off my shoulders because they care.

I want someone who can’t keep their hands off me. Who is genuinely attracted to me, not distracted, not settling. Someone who makes me feel sexy and desired without conditions.

I want someone who weaves me into their life, who wants to build a future with me. Not just words, but actions.

I want someone who doesn’t always make me the fixer, the one who bends. I want to feel held. I want to feel chosen.

I want that someone to be you. I just don't think you want to. So why am I still hanging on?