
Letter To A Lover
I was wrong to use the word 'love'. It means so much. But what other word could I use?
I didn't even need to use the word 'love'. You feel loved by me. That's why you are drawn to me. You're not attracted to me because I am six foot with a chiselled body. You like me because you know I care about you, you feel safe with me, you
feel comfortable with me. You feel love coming out of me (no, not coming out of there) and you feel loved. I didn't need to use the word 'love' but I did anyway. I apologise.
However, love is not the problematic aspect. Reliance is the problem. When people rely on someone else, and that person lets them down, then hearts get broken.
You can rely on me to be your friend and your lover but, as long as you don't rely on me for all your emotional needs, there will be no disappointment. Feel free to love me; just don't put all your eggs in one basket.
You know I will support and encourage but I can't do it 24 hours of every day. Love is not the problem, reliance is the tricky factor. Too many women choose to place all their faith in 'The One'. Big mistake. 'The One' might be a good man but he ain't God! He can't be everything. And if he decides to disappear ... well ... the woman is left high and dry.
Love is healthy and feels good, but building your one and only home on shaky ground is unwise!
Sometimes, people 'fall in love'. They fall into this quicksand or sometimes they just decide to dive in headfirst (and more than once!) That quicksand is dangerous stuff. Love is good. Quicksand is bad. Quicksand will kill you!
Women are like lemmings. They can't help themselves. All these other lemmings say falling in love is the best, so they hurl themselves off a cliff! Love is good. Hurling yourself off a cliff is bad.
Needless to say, as it was your birthday yesterday, you are now an older woman, and I am very turned on by older women! I hope we can find an opportunity to share some private time. I have several things I'd like you to lick! xx


