waiting for that one person to understand me.
i damper my name just to make someone laugh, falsify the image of myself just to see a laugh.
i believe women to be the backbone of this world. love takes two people, but without a woman love is not half as good, but rather non existent.
a woman will drive you to be a better you, she will give you a sense of comfort more so than any pillow or satin sheets.
she is comfort, she is love, she the dream we sleep for.
she finds good in the broken, for all she knows is to repair.
a woman can fix a lost soul, i’d take that over any mechanic overcharging to fix a head gasket.
the only price she asks is effort.
she is not meant to be an object of lust, but rather the center piece of love. she is beauty, she is life.
and if you are lucky enough she can be your wife.
she bears children for a man’s name to live on.
she takes our name for all she knows is to give.
she deserves respect and i can’t truthfully say i give that one hundred percent of the time. but without a doubt a doubt i can say i’ve never viewed a woman as an object of lust.
i write this asking for forgiveness, for myself and to all men who have ever made a comment of banter, the jokes distasteful, i just love to see someone laugh.
i would die twice, just to live once.
she breathes life into us, i’d die twice to live for her once.
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