I love my man on a somewhat absurd level, completely without explanation. I'm a fan of him, an admirer of him, and I'm proud of him. I love his smile, his voice,his way, his quirks, and even the little things that probably only I notice. But above all, I love his soul.
I love a man who gives me direction.
“I’ve made plans for us. Be ready by 7:30. Dress sexy, but be comfortable. I just need you to show up.”
No “what do you want to do?” No “where should we go?” He already has it figured out. I just love a man who knows how to lead.
unfortunately, i don’t like nonchalant men. be present, check on me, be affectionate. tell me i’m gorgeous, plan the dates, bring the flowers, act like you actually want me in your life. Be absolutely obsessed with me