Dear darling

Dear darling

I still remember the first time. There’s only been twice. Still as vivid today as it was back then. I won’t say why. But my darling you were battling one of the biggest personal events of your life. Tension was building, pain etched upon your face. I wrapped my arms around you, feeling you sink into me. I wanted more then anything to take your pain from you. Then your shoulders starting heaving as you held on for dear life. My shirt getting wet as your silent tears fell. Let it out my darling was all I could think. Then the phone rang, anger as you wiped your tears aside.

The call was over, you couldn’t look at me, your eyes red. I went up to you and gently kissed your salty lips. I spoke but only a few words. “Babe your a real man, you let me see”.

I felt immense pride. You my strong man were even stronger in my eyes from that moment forward. You made me fall even more in love with you. You allowed yourself to be vulnerable in my arms, not weak. You showed a strength to feel and express yourself. Your a real man my huni, because to me real men and do cry.

Ill never forget it. To me in a partnership, we can both be strong standing together. But you let me be your strength for that moment. Like you’ve been my strength when I needed it. I am still as proud today of you as I was that day.

Love always, more plus one xox

16 thoughts on “Dear darling

  1. Reblogged this on Gogwit's Blog and commented:
    I’m reblogging this because we are living in an age of one-dimensional masquerade. Our cultural icons and the role models the mass media drip feed us are tenuous cardboard cut-outs. Angular attractive grasping mannequins lacking depth or humanity.
    The truth is so different. As you say, real men do cry, and to support or be supported by one you love are both sides of the same penny, the one which exemplifies just what being in a relationship is really about.
    Not me, me, me but us, us, us – in lean times as well as fat.
    Thank you for sharing. I was touched by your post and felt a need to react, these thoughts being, of course, my personal response.


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