Patterns are the only way I can be clear with someone’s romantic intentions with me. Words are like threads, and the spinning of the loom like behaviors.
What I have come to find is that letting go is a process. Two very small words placed closely together… but yet, such big impact.
I want that passionate kind of love That honest kind of love That 'make love to me in the middle of the night' kind of love I want that sensual kind of love
There are no promises in an almost kind of love. You get half-commitments and loose plans, but overall it is too fluid to be anything solid.