Men are a damn lie. I mean I am stunned by the ability of some people to look you in the eye and proceed to lie to you. I'm tired of loving with my hands outstretched because no one knows what to give me. All I know is that love is not an empty house, do not make me feel lonely with your presence. I am not a bit-lover I go the whole way. Rather get scars from having fully run the race you know.
I am not a lady in love. I love with purpose and determination and my God with so much ease. I don't know what to do with a man who leaves in the winter, I'm also just now learning how to stay. Nomadic spirits cannot build a home.
You don't want anyone to be with me yet you don't know how to treat me. I'm a simple girl - honesty, openness, affection, fidelity. No bad habits let me be both your virtue and vice. If that proves to be too much then knock next door, I heard that house is lonelier than I am - and you have a thing for howling houses don't you?
