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Even If He Lost Control Of His Bowels
I soften a lot when I fall in love with someone.
To be honest, how would I know since I have never romantically loved anyone?
I have felt with all of my being about someone taking me away, sweeping me off my feet and putting me in a better place.
I often envision living in a home that isn’t devoid of love.
I wish to start a family where everyone couldn’t get enough of hugging each other.
It’s like my daydreams are real when I think about holding a baby and sitting next to a loving husband that protected us. I can feel myself being glad to give myself to someone who writes me love notes and wants to see me every day.
I want to be in a house where I am comfortable walking around,
where there is someone who treats me like the greatest thing to them,
where that person would look at me and marvel over me and vice versa.
I want to be in a house where I am motivated to care.
I wonder when I will meet someone who couldn’t stop thinking about me, and I of him,
and when I can start a family that includes a baby always smiling and laughing.
