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You awaken and he is gone. It’s the weekend and he has no work to be done. He leaves at the break of sunshine. You don’t know why. So now you are down with your face in a frown. What’s up with him you say out loud. Why does he treat me this way now? Yet, you still love him you state. He is the best thing yet you think. Accordingly, you beautify yourself. You relax and begin to wait on him. He usually returns at noon. You make sure you are in his comfort zone. This will enable you to know where he is going. Now it is eleven o’clock and he has not call. Your thoughts are trouble because he always calls. Your vibes become strong. You feel tears form. You think about all the ups and downs you have had in this relationship. You know it is time to leave it. That’s when you said to yourself be patient he will be home soon. If not, I will be here until he comes. You hear the door open. He comes in smoking. He seems to be stressed. You don’t dare to address him as he is. He speaks to you first. He asked you do you want to make love. You thought he was trying to make you laugh. So you laughed and a new chapter begins… You are looking for a more fulfilling relationship. You are tired of the negative. Man want to be abusive – a violator and user. He does not respect your feelings. He is a killer of your inner being. So you find a new way of seeing why woman would turn to a woman. Same sex you see forthcoming. As a result, I want to marry a woman. But, I am not a lesbian. I am sexual responsive to beauty in which I want a real sexual experience. I want out this confusion. You not aware that you are speaking to him - Until… _____________________________________________________________| Written August 19, 2016!

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