I have been told by numerous guys that they love me and I don't think none of them meant it. One was forced by me to say it and he only loved my body and what he wanted to do to it, the other only as a friend but I felt more... at least I thought I did, and most recently it was pure infatuation.... so the next guy... whoever you may be, I won't only ask you do you love me... I will ask... do you really?
Do you love my flaws as much as you love my perfections?
But I don't I have any...
So do you love me, a flawed being in entirety?
You love the curls that arose from the top of my head but darling do you mind the hair that grows all over the rest of me?
Do you love my eyes enough not to be the reason they cries unless they are tears of joy?
Will you love the mouth that will smile and you being the reason and love these lips that will kiss you enough not to be the reason that it is the releaser of ugly words or the creator of frowns...
Do you love the gap in between my two front teeth as much as you love the gap in between my thighs?
Do you love me? Do you really?
Will you be patient to discover the many avenues of my mind? Will you love what's underneath my skin just as much as you will love what's underneath my clothing but baby I want you to love what's inside of me more. Love it so much that what is underneath my clothing is something you will wait to explore. Love who I am inside just as much as you will love being inside of my but baby please love what's inside of me more....
Do you love the bad sides of me just as much as you love the good ones? Some things I just can't help but will you love me and those things enough to help yourself and love them anyways? Love me anyways. Do you love me enough to express it to me and show me and do you really love me enough to accept the way that I love you?
My love, do you love me and even who I was previously? And will you love me no matter who I become because you will love me just that much.
Do you love me? Do you really?
