The hardest walk is the one that you walk alone, but you find yourself there.
And you find your strength.
Her tears become ice
The words of regret
He’s artistic and keeps me guessing. He doesn’t say much, but when he does he says exactly what he means. Flighty and sometimes, unreliable. He has a fun, almost childlike - need to play. His mind is always running, his imagination keeps feeding his creative side… he adores my crazy, respects my intelligence and thinks my mind contains wonders to be explored. We can roast each other, with no retribution or anger.
Very sexy and needs a woman of many talents to keep his attention. Win his affections.
And he absolutely, despises boredom.
And I love him.
– for the wildcat lady