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funsizeninja78: Let Me Be
Let me be the one at two in the afternoon when you are laughing so hard your body is shaking and your cheeks are aching. Let me be the one at two in the morning to hold you while you pour your soul out. Let me be the one you feel the safest with. The one who knows your past so they can love you more on your bad days. Let me be the one to give you wings to soar on when your wings feel too heavy. Let me be the one to light your journey’s path when darkness falls cold and lonesome. Let me be the one to hold your shaking hand as you hold the sword that will slay your demons. Let me be the one to remind you how to smile when the world is trying to break you down. Let me be the one that shows you love is real when it is unconditional. Let me be the one to pick you up when you stumble and fall over your insecurities.
funsizeninja78: Behind The Mask
The words you whispered so charmingly to me were a splendid symphony to my heart. The words you softly uttered drizzled sweet honey feeding my soul. They were so addictive I was captivated immediately. One sweetly poisoned sentence faintly muttered from your bloodstained red lips had me down on my knees yearning for the promises of love everlasting. As hard as I tried to maintain the walls protecting my feeble heart, I could not resist the charisma in the words you conveyed through the mask you wore to hide the true monster that you are. I was spellbound as though my heart had no more control. Before I could comprehend how treacherous you were my heart’s door swung open wide granting you entrance, giving you total possession of my heart. I could not articulate the silent pleas inside to implore you to be gentle with my frail heart. You took control instantly molding my heart like it was putty in your hands. Your long sharp talons dug deep in my heart leaving fresh new open wounds after each manipulation. As time past the mask your wore began to fall away revealing the monster behind the facade. As the last of the mask fell away and I could see the hideousness of the evil within you, you turned to me with a wicked devilish grin showing the fangs within that you would use to rip my heart into pieces and yet though I saw the ugly truth behind the mask my heart still beat with love for you. Still craving the same love and affection that I was made to believe you felt for me. I hang my head in shame feeling as though this monster standing before me, holding my heart, was a result of my love not being good enough to release the demons that I saw playing in your eyes. How could I have failed to save you before the evil darkness consumed your very heart soul?
funsizeninja78: Seen through my eyes
We met by a chance encounter, when I saw you from across the room I knew I had to meet this goddess, that is you. You stood facing me while carrying on a conversation with a small circle of people. They seemed drawn to you. I am not sure if it was your long raven black hair that glistened hues of vibrant reds when captured by the light. It could have been those long, toned, tan legs that peaked through the slit in your ivory dress that went just far enough up your thigh to be sexy yet not sleazy. Though, the power to draw them in could have come from the confidence that radiated from every curve of your sumptuous body. Then there is the gleam in your alluring steel grey eyes was captivating, for in your eyes I was given the privilege to see your story. I could see the hidden tears that silently you shed when no one was around, and my heart instantly broke for you. Though, my heart broke for you, for the agony, the torment you have endured I also saw the warrior inside of you, brave and fierce. I saw how you stood facing down your demons head held high, sword held tightly in your shaking hand and I was awe struck, speechless. I knew you did not need me to fight your battles for you but I readily took up arms to fight with you. I longed to be the one to show you what real love should be like. I yearned to be your rock, your strong foundation, for you to lean on when the weight of the world that rested on your shoulders became too much. I saw the tears, that you could not conceal, as they came in waves like the ocean raging during a perfect storm. I felt the ferociousness and power that came from the hidden strength within you. I felt the calmness that is at the eye of that perfect storm that seethes inside of you. I felt the moments of pure joy, that you protectively shared only with those that were brave enough to accept the broken you, the you, that only you see as you look in the mirror. What you see as broken and worthless, I see as priceless and beautiful. When you smiled, as you looked at me, I could feel a spark ignite and I could feel the fiery passion that you held at bay. Feeling that heat, that appetite for sensual lust, radiating from you I dared a look into to your eyes again, for I could no longer hold my own desires back. Your smile was sweet and charming yet flirtatious and provocative. Enticing me, carving out reactions in my body that you had no idea was happening, and I had no idea how to stop those reactions nor did I have the inclination to. That wicked half grin there on your tantalizing lips had me tripping over my words, sounding like a incoherent fool. As we sat talking I could not take my eyes off of you, I was hypnotized by steamy seduction in your voice. The mischievousness in your laughter as haunting and bewitching as a siren’s song to a lonely sailor’s ears. The scent of your perfume drawing me in like a ranch hand’s lasso. In my mind I could see nothing but an image of myself leaning in to softly kiss your sweet succulent lips. Just as I was about to kiss you in my daydreams you benevolently touched my hand lacing your fingers with my own. In that moment I was yours forever and always. You became my entire world in the blink of an eye. I knew then I would walk through hell’s fire and the burning brimstone lakes just to look into your eyes to see to the depths of your soul. I knew then that I wanted you. I wanted you to no longer hold your passion back but to unleash your wild upon me. From that single touch from your soft warm hand, the sweetest smile upon your lips, and that “fuck me” look in your eyes sent a rippling affect through my body of a burning lustful, all consuming fire. My only purpose was to please and pleasure you. I knew from that single touch that you had seized my heart but I did not have the desire to take it back but rather to willingly surrender my heart to you. Then suddenly your lips pressed against mine and I swear that I heard the angels sing and I had died and gone on to heaven.
funsizeninja78: My Angel
As the time passes my days seemed to be growing cloudy with a cold dark murkiness. The darkness became my comfort zone, my sanctuary, for it was there I was alone with only the demons inside me that scorned and mocked me. I was learning to welcome the shrill voices of the demons that haunt this swelling darkness. For in my darkest hour the demons inside me where my only companions. Their sharp shrill voices constant reminders of my multitude of weaknesses and failures. The demons mockingly tell me that I will never be loved and desired by any. The demon’s continual belittling was only the beginning of my downward spiral of self-loathing and hatred. I became so numb that the physical pain I caused myself daily became my emotional release. Then one day unbeknownst to me there you were, My Angel. Though it took time for my eyes to truly see you as the angel you are. You appeared to me not as the angel I had always envisioned. For you did not come into my life in a burst of magnificent white light with luminous ivory wings and a perfectly placed halo to show me what heaven would be like. Instead you were dark, mysterious, and dressed as a warrior with armor tarnished and battle worn with scratches and dents. You took me by the hand and walked through my foreboding hell. Guarding my heart, as though it were the most precious of gems. You helped to steady my shaking hand as it held the sword that became heavy as my arm grew tired from slashing at the demons as they sneered and scoffed at my pain. Your presence was a guiding light that flowed for my eyes only. For the first time in ages I could see my journey’s path, though the climb was jagged and ominous with perils and pitfalls along the way I felt empowered with you by my side. I knew then that you were sent not to save me but to be my support as i, myself crawled, dug, scratched, and fought my way out of the darkness.
funsizeninja78: I’m standing here before you. Broken. My heart is shattered. Do you see how frail my soul is? Could you still love me? Am I still worth loving? I can see my own darkness. I am terrified of the shadows. How can you not be appalled by my wickedness? My demons reign over my tattered and scarred soul. Can you hear their screams? They are deafening. Echoing chants of my forgotten sins. Can you feel the bitter coldness that lingers there? It’s harsh and will cut us both to the bone. Can you see the scars and fresh wounds that their talons have ripped in my heart? I bleed constantly from wounds that are never to heal.