What kind of love?

What kind of love is it that can only commence based on his paycheck?
Is that the kind of love you want to have?
A love where what you have, what you have somehow accomplished is more important than your desire for affection, for sharing, for loving?
Degree loved or loved passionately, completely?
Isn’t it most important that he is there instead of building something that has nothing to do with you and him?
Does he have to meet a list of wants?
The kind of wants that limit the real gifts he can offer a union?
Why can’t he be enough?

I was overwhelmed with sadness as over and over I argued love and trust and true commitment to perceptions, opinions and judgments. I made a case for one and two coming together in the name of love instead of convenience and financial status.

Where did we go wrong? When did marriage become an opportunity instead of a commitment, a promise?

I am not married right now. I am 30 something and not married and I have a pledge for you… I will not limit the limitless possibilities of love in my life. Intimacy will be accepted on all levels because I believe that what you have to offer me is important. You are worthy and I will love all of your offerings to me.

Telling the truth

When is it okay to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? You know... breaking it down so that it can forever and consistently be broke?

Most times I am silent with loved ones because of the hurt feelings that usually occur but sometimes I am overwhelmed with the desire to purge.

Leave that girl alone
Leave those girls alone
Go back to school
Get a job
Stop being so mean and bitter
Smile sometimes, dammit
Shut your mouth
Stop being so weird

Here's my problem with my hidden desires. I'm scared that my truths, the freeing of my spirit, will encourage others to do so as well. Even if their truths are intended to exact some kind of revenge, it's still truth and I'm a target. Can I take what I dish?

Hell to the naw. I'm sensitive and easily hurt. Therefore, I just think my stuff and let the chips fall where they may.
It's easier that way