He is single and valuable to me.
A damaged male with an undying hold on my heart.
He stands by his convictions against all odds;
Inspite of all the noise,
And distractions,
And opinions,
And eye-catching tempations,
And painful past.
He does not pretend to be someone he's not.....
Still with boyish tendencies of a careless male with holds on human hearts;
Still a bad choice for any meaningless girl who wishes for genuine affection;
The silent tenderness of his true heart, he still gives freely to me;
I love him.
He is a man of value to me, and he is single by choice.
I understand his needs, and he pacifies mine.
He goes to the end of the earth to provide for his kin and I.
His devotion is priceless, and erases every carefree act.
I appreciate the man from within; the man i've always known he could be.
A side that not many get to see.
His warm embrace comforts me in the dark morning hours.
When all else is but a distant memory;
When once upon a time is no longer in this time;
And the lips of a favored kiss is as bitter as rejected expired meals;
And one pretty face is no different from another pretty face.
This is our bonding time, and ours alone.
Still not without flaw; yet day by day I grow.
Still with girlish tendencies of a heart too big and soft;
Still with foolish dreams of fairytale endings and wishes on a star;
Still with anger that can lash out, and a stubborn nature that really sucks;
Still (like his) is my choice to focus on the person within,
And accept life and it's realities for what they are.
I am single by choice and await destiny's desire.
He does not pass judgement on my character,
And I do not pass judgement on his.
He is free to be who he is, and I am free to be me.
I respect his choices in life, and he respects mine.
We are single by choice until better is best for us...........
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