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overstressed

Contributed by tsw on Friday, 5th March 2004 @ 11:37:49 AM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes

The morning be born again, and today as I roll and stretch she just smiles, But its a smile that brings conflict
Do I get up,dress, shower, shave and off to work? Do I spend every moment of the next 8 or 10 hours thinking of her, needing her , wanting her, or do I just roll over, hold her tight, and not leave today ??????

I fear women do not truly understand what they do to men.
We as men are stuck in a constant battle
we need to want and we want to need
without one the other cannot exist, and with one comes the battle.....

If we want love then we need her,
but just because we need her dosen't mean we we love her.
Now if we need her do we want her
and if we want her does that mean we love her or just need her?????
I AM SO CONFUSED
and you thought it was easy for me to love you
HELP ME
I truly want, need, and love you, BUT,
as of this moment, It has become your primary function, as women, to decide which of these at any one time I am experiencing.....
IM TIRED OF BEING THE BOSS
IM HAVING A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN
I Q.U.I.T.

Now I guess I can roll over
hold you tight
and not leave today

T.S.W

Copyright © tsw ... [ 2004-03-05 11:37:49]
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Re: overstressed (User Rating: 1 )
by Baronhawk on Friday, 5th March 2004 @ 04:09:01 PM AEST
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Ha ha ha...that age old tug of war...of women and men. I guess you're right we men should quit...let the women be boss and let them shoulder the burdens of amorous relations...for once maybe we men will be the object of desire instead of the beast of burden. A very evocative piece of literature is this collection of thoughts and words....it could certainly be the start of many wars....yet unnamed and unspoken..ha ha ha

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