It is now pretty clear what I want. I don’t give a flying fuck what the collective world says, couldn’t care less, it proved me already that it can’t take care of me, it is not allowed to tell me how to rule my life. There are more than 2 models. One can have a committed relationship and travel all around the country. Together or by one self. You don’t have to be stuck in a house for the rest of your life if you don’t have kids and are a freelancer. Maybe a small apartment, where I could keep my books and a small office, just in case. We’ll be missing each other all the time, never ending care, lust, absolute pleasure, passionate sex and juicy breakfasts. Not too much though, we shall not forget the importance of sleeping together. The importance of weekends together, of the daily routines. I want someone who can handle this, the day-to-day basis. I want someone who chooses to stay, not someone who leaves. Or stays looking another way, or leaves looking behind. Someone who stays, who cares, who’s there, who feels together. A guy who invests, who maintains, I’m of high emotional maintenance, a guy who looks ahead, who lives the moment as well. I give quite an importance to aesthetics though. Can’t resist a Greek God… Lust is just about to kill me… A guy who can forgive and forget, a guy who sees beyond. And enjoys it. A guy whose top priority in life is us, our love, our commitment, ourselves.
That guy is definitely not you, and I have no time to lose. Please let me go.
* @Selfish Love, 22 Fev. 13.