I don't believe I've ever cared until now. At least not in the sense of another's happiness outside of my kids. In previous relationships, I just wanted to be in a relationship instead of BEING in the relationship. I merely wanted to be seen as someone that was desired, which meant I needed to be in a relationship to prove that a man found me desirable. It's different now because I desire to be with him. I crave his affection and touch. I catch myself smiling when I think of him. I love to look at our photos to stare at his smile. I take pride in the fact that he is happy in our pictures. It's the simple thought that he's possibly smiling because of us, which is mentally and physically stimulating. He pushes me mentally in ways that no man has ever done. So yes, I am addicted to his smile. And the thought of creating it. I am addicted to him and his overall well being. #somethingsabouther #mrpockets #hisloveisstimulating #imnotapoet (at Avondale, Arizona) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnC8CQgHWMP/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1riidp4ar19it













