...I am so ready for love...
But I am scared shitless.
Not of love itself, but of letting go and giving in.
Submission.
Vulnerability frightens me.
Stifles me.
And as much as I try to steady my feet and take it slow, the idea of loving him
and him loving me, excites me!
Its pushing me to want more.
To want to do more with him.
Not as individuals, but as individuals in a unit that share an unbreakable common bond.
LOVE!
And once you say I LOVE YOU, you can't take it back.
And, depending on the playing field, that can totally change the dynamic of the relationship.
Where there once was no expectation, suddenly there's expectation growing out of your ass.
And doing what comes natural is no longer natural.
And that's what scares me.
The questioning, doubting, second guessing, typical getting too comfortable phase leaves a bitter
taste in my mouth.
I want to grow old with this man.
I'm sick of practicing for the real thing.
No more dress rehearsals...
I'm ready for my close-up!
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