I've been accused, by several people in my life, of being addicted to sex.
If I was so addicted to sex how did I remain celibate for almost 7 years?
What they fail to realize, even after I tried explaining, it's passion not sex, that I am an addict of. Everything I do and everything I am comes from passion.
I'm that weird girl who loves to stare at you, awake or sleeping, to smell you, hear you breathe, touch your skin, listen to your heart beat. I want to bite you and kiss you at the same damn time. I want to get so lost in our kisses it takes us to a whole other dimension. I want to make love to you across the table with just my eyes.
I've always been the type of girl who knew what she wanted and said it. Not saying there aren't parts of me emotionally that are shy, but for the most part I'm open as fuck. Blunt, honest, and open.
I not only want to share my body with you, I want to share my energy, my magic. My sensuality. Everyone is so into just the physical aspect of sex and that's just the beginning..losing yourself completely in passion is the most beautiful experience ever. Some people have it ...some people don't.
I know exactly the feeling I'm looking for, I refuse to settle. This year already has been a year of extreme highs and lows in every aspect of my life. A year of many lessons already learned. A year of many blessings.
I was having a conversation earlier this year with the person that made me finally type up this blog, Neffi, ( Check out her blog here ) and I was telling her I always immediately open up to people and give people all of me right away. She told me I never gave people the chance to earn me and people should be earning what I have to offer. I have always thought myself a prize, that moment made something click in me though. I'm not just a prize, I am the prize.
I was alone for so long that I learned to love and be in love with every aspect of me and no matter how much I love a person or how in love with a person I am, I am still way more in love with myself and I will end up with the person who makes me feel like they love me at least as much as I love me, or more.
I have so much love and passion to give, it overflows. Most people can't handle that. Can't handle loving without attachment. I love you because it makes me happy to love you, not because your love makes me happy. Most people don't love themselves enough to offer me the love I deserve, I've always loved those way harder, because quite frankly those are the ones that need it the most.
Love hard. Love without reservations. Love without expectations. Love without attachment.
I don't need you to give me the world, I just need to feel like I am your world. I need your energy in tune with mine. I want to burn a few meals because we couldn't keep our hands off each other. I want people to think we're newlyweds for the rest of our lives. I want you to feel comfortable in the deepest darkest parts of me as I will feel comfort in your darkness. I want you to trust that I will be the glue that keeps every single one of your broken pieces together. I want our fights to be just as passionate as our sex.
I just want to feel something pure and real.
