I have a wonderful boyfriend; I love him very much. But today I feel lonely. I often feel as though I am showing more love than I’m receiving. Right now I’m dying for the feeling of him to care for me. I wish he still tried to impress me and yearn for my attention. I wish he showed me off in front of his friends, random hugs and kisses. I wish he would adore me the way I adore him. If only he would find himself loving me. I wish he missed me. I wish he wanted to be around me and tried his hardest to see me every chance he got. I wish he treated me the way he tried to win me. I wish he would show me love and compassion. I wish he were proud of me. I wish he were proud.
I write my thoughts in times of stress and discomfort. Accepting the feelings brings me peace and stillness. I am not yet ready to claim my work because I am afraid, but please comment and share your thoughts. Conversation nurses growth.