I am a completely different woman than I was this time last year. And I’ll be a completely new woman by this time next year. I can’t wait to learn who I’ll be. I can’t wait to see who I am tomorrow.
please bother me. always. even when you think you are too much, even when you don’t want to bug me with your problems or when you feel I shouldn’t care about what you have to say, bother me. bother me when it’s 3AM and you have to call me 10 times till I wake up and answer you. ask me over late at night to just sit with you and be there so you don’t feel so alone. bother me on your way to class so you can rant about how someone just cut you off and how you’re going to be late. tell me you are stressed, tell me you are worried, when you’re scared, when you’re lonely. send me endless pictures of your dogs and your food, bother me with silly things that made you smile or what stupid thoughts keep you up at night. bother me to be there for you, bother me to show you I care, because I can promise you I’m never bothered.
I’m shamelessly a hopeless romantic. I’m a complex human being with deep emotions, not a simple piece meat for men to get off to.
Part of the reason why I rarely date is because my heart is sensitive and I can’t open it up to just anybody. Besides the physical and wealth attributes I look for in a partner, his character and values are just as important, and it’s something that we often overlook in lieu of what may appear shiny on the outside.
I want to feel pure and intense love. I want to feel protected and secure with that one person. I wish to be with someone that can look into my soul and be my guardian. I do not wish to live a life full of shallow and superficial relationships.
When I love, whether it is my friends, family, or partner, I love intensely. And because I love intensely, I have to guard my heart and only allow those who truly deserve it to get a part of it.
