The man I wish to wake up beside will not play games with me, for he knows there is freedom in being chosen. He will speak highly of the women who have broken his heart, for they are the love stories that allow space for this one.
I’m a hopeful romantic because I refuse to believe romance is dead. I’m a hopeful romantic because I know love isn’t a hopeless cause to fight for.
Why can’t you just give me the love I deserve, the way you give it so easily to the others who don’t even believe in you?
The taste of champagne and desire floats
between our tongues as he clutches
my body, I guide him to me.
You deserve better than a person who treats you like a doormat – even if a huge parts of you loves and wants to be with that person. You deserve better than a job that doesn’t compensate you fairly – even if you enjoy and feel personally fulfilled by the work you’re doing.
I’d love to love you. Yes, I’d love to hold you tight and whisper in your ear that I do, I really do.
