I helped my love move a few things into her apartment today. I got another chance to meet her dad. She is like him in so many ways. He's "quite a character" as is she. Tawnya, my love ... you are finally showing me who you are -- more so. I must say that I like it! You are happy with what you have done. You are happy with new possibilities, opportunities, joy. You are growing into who you will be and I am a joyful witness.
We watched a movie together, your kind of movie that I didn't have to, "painfully sit through", for it's message of escaping captivity was well spelt out as was the theory of getting what you seek. You move me. The movie wetted my eyes, but you my love provoke my mind, heart, soul.
I am deeply honored that you have found me, we have found each other. You are worthy of my praise. I hardly feel worthy of your true love.
You have given rise to a notion ... your young daughter knows that there is "some guy" with my name who is a "person of interest" to you. More than being happy for your and her change of venue, she apparently is happy to know you are interested in someone else.
I know that all of your children should look out for you, for themselves and be extra cautious in meeting me. I am not someone that know and quite frankly I would completely understand if they did not trust me or feel compelled to regard me as much. I accept that challenge and seek to remind them that they are your children and I wish to be part of your and their lives. They are your first love, your father, then me. Still, I make the list.
Yes, I shall seek their approval. I don't think they need a lackluster man in their lives right now. You don't need one. May I become that dynamic and wonderful for you, for your kids, your family.
For you.
You, as I know, includes your children, your folks. Your father especially.
I love you. May I be worthy of my post as your love too.
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