“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)
“If you’ve got your hands on someone’s waist to help appease their possesively jealous insecurity, this means…”
Time constraints to help keep m8ving through system, pushes toward commitment and confudence creator – even though initially feels restrictive.
(An instructors guidance)
So that you feel like you are “participating together.”
(Therapist approach to help assist another’s system, and which can apply to personal connection relationships)
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.
She had difficulty believing that he wanted her when he wasn’t here rebuilding life with her.
She happened upon his caved hybernation one day, and left him coordinates whereby to navigate and discover his passions’ true needs.
Why do adults sneak around, causing more harm as if – but so much worse than – they are mere children?
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?
She wanted to be the one who gave him that certain look that he desired.
“I know, but – when has he ever been wooed?”
“If I provided, would you come with me?”
“Yes.”
The star of her show.
He liked attention.
Inside her shell beat a heart that didn’t want to quit, and was excited beyond boundaries – whisking her soul along for the ride, much to her chagrin’s propriety, yet hopefulness.
(I know, but it kind of makes sense…)
She wasn’t going to leap if she didn’t know.
She couldn’t know if he didn’t tell her so.
No inferences would be strong enough.
No hints despite magnetic desiring.
She had to know without a doubt to prevent doubts from being their undoing.
That she still did not know? he wondered.
(I know, right?!)
She understood why people took the leaps – and damn the consequences.
She just needed to be sure that she was vying for the right heart behind the facade.
“He’s beautiful, to be sure.
And has massive magnetism.
But does he consume everything in his path?
I won’t be another discard victim.
The guy who get’s me has got to want me.
I’m done with being a part of this system.”
—-
(Unsure who is real or posing…)
“What do you think that I’m doing here?”
“I would settle for someone other than you?”
“Understand me.”
“Will the real MacGyver?”
Was easy for her.
She had to defer to his timing preferences
For she knew nothing of his circumstances
She just wanted to know.
—
(Multiple meanings)
“Who cared for me enough to show up and do something about it – despite all of the obstacles.”
“‘Severe’ exhaustion…”
“Doctor,” said the nurse, “she has fainted from exhaustion.”
And as their children came to visit their home safe at last, she reached out and grasped his hands as she looked up into his eyes and said, “Thank you for this. Thank you for your love and your trust.”
“Nothing else matters,” he told her.
—
(Metallica and Elderbrook references)
“Let’s both forget.”
—
(Sleep Token reference)
“For how else can the air feel the earth’s passion?”
“You remind me of those fireworks – and I love it.”
“Won’t you show me what it’s like to be loved by you? Let me feel it through and through.”
My life has been like a cage to me
I will get in your way to protect you
From influences that threaten your peace
There’ll be no more harm this day onward
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