A Woman's Plight, Altered States, Male Bonding

Imprint’s Admission

He’d made a mistake in keeping her guessing.

Whatever original intentions, his anonymity was allowing others to infiltrate and attempt to manipulate.

This had caused her to attach to one possibly incorrectly – and then, later to another, causing internal dichotomy.

Due to her adherence to faith and loyalty in love, this put her now on the edge of duplicity.

How had she been man-euvered into this position?

Inside, she screamed at the pain as she felt torn apart from within.

Why?

Why was she put into this position?

She struggled to rip her heart out of these embedments so that she could feel honest and free again.

What she wished most was to live honestly, to give purely, and to not contribute to deception’s sins.

Especially when it came to the heart that she had most wished to champion.

So she withdrew again, less able to trust than before – which compressed passions.

A Return To Innocence, A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, New Beginnings, Reclamation

The Bonds Of A Love Once Lived

In the dream, her ex-husband sauntered into a kitchen where she was rumaging for snacks after having just seen that she was at last spending quality, playful exploration time together with her guy.

Her ex said that there was a region steeped in ancient tradition on the other side of the world where he could obtain a type of rare martial arts swords that could be used – and at first she thought that he was planning to move there for his own further training.

But, no…

What he meant was that the depths of his feelings of envious protectionism compelled him to express what he could do with them to go after the guy she was seeing – said in playful jest, but growly, heartfelt meaning.

“You see,” her ex-husband explained for once clearly, “I am finally mad at myself for not being able to be with you, anymore.”

She stopped in her tracks and pulled up straight – alert, wary, and very unprepared to hear such words come out of his mouth and giving him a crinkled brow look of extreme confusion, saying “What the – ?!”

And for the first time in far too long, she could see him – truly at last see him – with his clarity of mind, heart, and soul restored – shining right there, openly in his eyes, again.

As tears shimmered and a bit of shy, open love poured out at last from him for her, he reached out to straigthen her shirt collar in a tenuous display of affection and said, “Now…go get your man.”

And she reached for him with a muffled cry, letting the love for him that she had still felt  over so many years pour out into him.

They hugged for a long moment, and then laughed tearfully together as he shrugged ruefully in acceptance at his life’s past and current predicaments.

Taking his face gently between her hands, she gently kissed his lips, forehead, cheeks, and then back to his his lips to share in their moment of brief reuniting how happy she was that he felt and was whole inside, again.

Then she pulled away with nervous haste – and he laughed gratefully with more than just warmth in his eyes at acknowledgement that they both knew that her reason was to avoid rekindling their flame’s sparks, again.

With heart ache and sincerest appreciation, she realized that she was now set free to fly and soar among Heaven’s higher realms with her guy on the wings of love, again.

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding

A Heart’s Crush

“Maybe that person was worried that they would lose you, and maybe the other’s concern was because now there were mixed messages – and you…

You just trusted and believed in me purely, thinking that I would be able to see through all of it to the more important core truths.

But, I am human, too…

My heart is very fragile when so open – and I need clear reassurances when exposed to mixed signals”

(Title of multiple meanings)

A Woman's Plight, Definitions, Male Bonding, Vampiric Tendencies

The Easy Way Out

Starving a love’s connection is an easier out for men than saying goodbye, which I guess is why they often choose to do this.

There is no real invested accountability, and they protect their selves by retaining power – yet keep soaking up the would be partner’s  heartfelt energy until it becomes drained from lack of mutual nourishing.

Male Bonding

Both Of Them

Hired separately to clean for each of them, but through their wives’ friend connections (?), she discovered over time that these two men seemed to be buying into rebeling in their middle ages.

They wanted to use their wealth selfishly for their selves and felt entitled to coming to the coast in their second family homes to have affairs.

I mean, “why not?”

(In their minds)

They had worked hard and earned status, now – right?

And their wives just kept wanting more cooperation and for them to play fair every night.

Where was the “fun” in any of that – when there were plenty of fish to pick from on the distanced coastal recesses?