She is 23 and I am 49
I met this young lady, the circumstances I believe were and still are out of her control, she parties too much, loves the excitement and is hopelessly addicted. I was looking for company, not just anyone though, passed by many.but then I saw her, a tall, slender brunette, with killer eyes that pierced my heart, a beautiful young lady, but for her situation, would not even give me the time of day, or at least that was my initial thought.but as I got to know her, I discovered that she looked beyond age, beyond appearance..her acceptance of people was based on their nature, their attitudes and how they treated others.
One date, turned to two and before you know it I needed to see her everyday, then twice a day, three times a day, my addiction to this beautiful young lady is as crazy as anything I ever experienced.
While I am sure of my feelings, I often doubted hers...after all it is her profession to make men feel loved, and desired and happy..in my experience with her, she excelled at all those things.
I need to take care of her, I need to keep her safe.yet I knew the day would come when the daily help she needs, I would not have the resources to provide..would that day come and my happiness end, I saw my resources dwindle, I became nervous, scared..the thought of her not being in my life..
Because I lacked faith in her, I thought that her needs and the lack of my ability to help her, would mean her time, which is so precious, would be spent elsewhere.
I was wrong...she still allows me the pleasure of her company,
One thing that will never change..is that I love her...
That is why I must say good-bye...because when I love someone, I want to be with them constantly, I want to protect, provide and care for them.
Some part of me wishes that I didn't fall in love with her, that I could be like everyone else and just use her for sexual satisfaction, that I could see her once in awhile and if your not around just go with another girl...
I hope her circumstances improve, I hope that she can break free of her demons, that she meets the right person, falls in love, gets married, has children, whatever, her heart desires..
My no longer seeing her, has everything to do with my inability to cope with the fact, that I will not always get to see her.
I do understand what she has to do, and the inconveniences it causes..but, it hurts to much when I can't see her..
Trust me, when I say I don't blame her, I fell for her, knowing the situation...
Hopefully, down the road, we can have lunch together, I will save money and set an appointment.. I will look in her eyes and fall in Love all over again, and cry myself to sleep that night,
A slice of pizza, a Lindor chocolate, a thrift store, "Every Rose has a thorn" , these things will always remind me of her, happy memories,
As a habit, I will pass thru her city every day, hoping to catch a glimpse of her, the tall, slender brunette with killer eyes and a booty that I love to kiss..