I WANT A MAN!

I have found out that I can live my life without man. I am reasonably happy with myself and working on the areas where I have problems. But I want a man not a boy but a man! What the hell! Is cool to be self sufficient and independent. I can take care of myself but I want a male companion that is not gay. (Sorry Chris but your like one of my girls kisses J Boo) I want a MAN that holds me and loves me. Relationships where we talk about what couples talk about and do what they do "PDA" and all. I am ready to go there. I want to talk into a room and hear him say "that’s my Girl!" and "Baby, I love you" in front of his boys. I want to write my name next to his last name and get emails that says just thinking of you. AND ALL THAT JAZZ... 

Dare God,

You know who  it is... again. I think you have been ducking me. But anyway!

I pray, I think and I do as much good and I can…remember to. I think I am ready. I have said that I did not ever think I wanted to get married. Well that was wrong cause I do. SO Please send me one a good one. With the every thing I want in a man and need. I saw to many movies to leave that part out.

Yours always,

BJW

Dear Empty Love,

I am writing you to say, "I don’t need you." I am taking my power back. I let your lust embezzle time and energy from my life. I mistook this for love. I called what we did an outlet for pent up energy and unused emotions. I never need to use them when they had no place. They were never in jeopardy of being lost due to the lack of use.

I let my body be used and my mind fucked. Which messed me up. What we did was not sex or love. It was a perversion of sex and love to be done in the dark and hidden from the real world. Real love does not do that. Real love is never dark. Real love is sheared with the world. We sing about real love, there are books and plays that embody what love is. Arts and emotion all are products of Love. What we did produced shame, empty souls, and stunted emotional growth.

I am kind, loving, beautiful, sexual and spiritual. God designed me as an asset to man not a single use tool. Multi-purpose (the quality of being determined to do or achieve something), self-driven, and dynamic. A person you will never know.

Kick Rocks!

With Purpose,

Barbara J. Wheatley

How can you want to protect me from men that want to hurt me? You would have me let you screen them and test them to make sure they are worthy of my love. I agree with the concept of needing protection but the means are flawed. Let’s say a white night is found. He is good and past your entire test I let him in and he hurts me like the rest. You would rain hell upon his head. I would still be hurt and he destroyed.

What then great protector? Sadly, we would start all over again, always ending with me being hurt and men destroyed. Until the day come when you realize no one can feel your shoes. For the best protector of the Queen is her King.

How many men would we destroy, How many time will cry out in pain. I fear to many my love. I would drawn in tears like rain and you good King would entomb your Queen’s heart in vain.