i am such a romantic. sometimes this makes me hurt. sometimes it makes me hide or put up barriers. i believe in love, especially the romantic kind. i beleive in men who put forth the effort to make you smile with some flowers, a puzzle, a card little things that say I have been paying attention to you, often enough to make it clear that he adores you, he cherishes you. i believe in good men who listen to your heartfelt pain and encourage you to move past it. i believe in men who take out the trash, sweep and clean the home floors or get a maid, and who makes love to you and hold you for no reason than to have you close to him. i believe in men who grow cause they need to, hang out with the boys cause they want to, and hangs out with me cause he loves me. i believe in men who stand up to their families, love their families, let God guide them and leads in relationships. i believe in men who are honest and faithful, who love and care for their families, who do the best that they can in good and bad times. i believe in men who have their outside interests, and try to have some balance. i believe in those kinds of men and that they exist. i’ve been told that this simply means i am a romantic. i think it means that on some level i believe the best about men. i lost that trust, that faith, that romantic ideology there for a while.
i am feeling romantic about men again. i lost my trust and faith in myself. i got it back i also, by virtue of my being desperate at times , i chose bad men. those days are over. i kept that old pain and yes, shame in my heart about things that happened in my so called long term relationships. it is time to release it so i do so today. irelease the pain from aking mistakes. i am going to keep looing at men with respect and care being friendly etc. and attracting good men, great men. i am gonna begin to trust my instincts ask questions and move forwad. i have decided to be a romantic again.
