What I would do for her...

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Black_Bird said:


It's the Goddess thing isn't it? Everyone of you just want to be worshiped... ;)

Actually no, I hate the term goddess. It seems so cheesy and over used.

And as for worshiped; well I mean I wouldn't mind, as long as you didn't call me your goddess.

:D
 
I have no idea any more. I have been single now for a month and last night she finally told me why... I cared too much. I never smothered her apparently, I just cared too much. I'm still none the wiser.

Any ideas ladies?
 
Acceptance

I would accept her for who and what she is without being judgmental.
I would hold her when she needed to be held and be there to caress and hear her crys and sighs.
I would accept her as she is and not for what I want her to be.
 
kiwiwolf said:
I have no idea any more. I have been single now for a month and last night she finally told me why... I cared too much. I never smothered her apparently, I just cared too much.

Eft! That sucks. Guess it's that whole nice guy thing... :(

I feel for you, guy.
 
Black_Bird said:


Eft! That sucks. Guess it's that whole nice guy thing... :(

I feel for you, guy.

Thanks man... It's not all bad though... I'm starting to rediscover me. That can be a lot of fun. I'm doing shit I haven't been able to do in years.

Still I would love to know what constitutes "caring too much"...
 
For my one true love?........................

I would give to her what she has taught me and that is unconditional love . I know it sounds trite and I never understood the concept until I married my wife. We've been married 30 years and she always, always gave me unconditional love. I would sometimes look at her like she was a martian as the thought of being so totally giving was totally foreign to me. I wasn't raised in a family where you were devoted to one another and overtly affectionate.

It took me a very long time to understand the depth of the gift she has given me all these years.

I finally get it!

Now, I try every day to go out of my way to stop, smile, hug and kiss her before I strike out on my daily work adventures. When I return, I repeat the process. Is it easy? Does it come natural to me? No. I wish it did, but I'm working on it and it gets easier day by day. If I find myself in the car realizing I've forgotten to do just that, I get back out and go back to the house. Hell, I've driven half-way back from work and drug the poor thing out of the shower. That's when she truly knows I'm insane but always seem to smile when she says it.

Yes, I try to return 10 fold the precious gift of unconditional love. It is truly an awesome thing to behold and receive.

I wish for each and every one of you to receive such a gift before you shuffle off this "mortal coil" as it is incredibly wonderful.

I wish I could express my feelings as eloquently as some of the other posters here but I hope you understand what I try so ineptly to say.

Great discussion thread Black_Bird! :)
 
What I would do for him......

I would go shopping with the girls while he went to the game with the guys.

I would let him play his sport while I did my art work.

I would give him the space for his world like I need the space for mine.

I would hold his hand when he needed it.

I would laugh at his corny jokes.

I would wipe his brow when he needed it.

I would listen when he talked.

I would give him me when he needed it.

But when we needed each other we would be there together.

In return I ask only for the love and respect I would give him......
 
Re: What I would do for him......

T.H. Oughts said:
I would go shopping with the girls while he went to the game with the guys.

I would let him play his sport while I did my art work.

I would give him the space for his world like I need the space for mine.

I would hold his hand when he needed it.

I would laugh at his corny jokes.

I would wipe his brow when he needed it.

I would listen when he talked.

I would give him me when he needed it.

But when we needed each other we would be there together.

In return I ask only for the love and respect I would give him......


wonderfully said, T.H.
*smiles*
 
kiwiwolf said:


..... Still I would love to know what constitutes "caring too much"...

Kiwiwolf, I know I don't know you two but I suspect that it's not YOU but you ex-wife who didn't know how to return the caring you presented to her. I don't mean that as a criticism by any means as I was the same way for many years with my wife. It took me a very long time to figure out why she put up with my pent up feelings and lack of overt signs of love and caring.

Maybe the struggle was more that she could bear and perhaps, just perhaps, the guilt derived from not being able to reciprocate was more than she could bear or wanted to face.

Hang in there, buddy!:(
 
PHANTOM5875 said:


Kiwiwolf, I know I don't know you two but I suspect that it's not YOU but you ex-wife who didn't know how to return the caring you presented to her. I don't mean that as a criticism by any means as I was the same way for many years with my wife. It took me a very long time to figure out why she put up with my pent up feelings and lack of overt signs of love and caring.

Maybe the struggle was more that she could bear and perhaps, just perhaps, the guilt derived from not being able to reciprocate was more than she could bear or wanted to face.

Hang in there, buddy!:(

Sincere thanks Phantom...
 
I’d awake the God in him..
I’d become the Goddess for him..

I’d span lifetimes for him.
I’d open my soul, my heart…
my hidden secret truths.

I’d offer my soul, openly.
I’d take his soul, hungrily.

And together as one..
We reach for the stars..
Jump the ephemeral bridge
And find Enlightenment.
 
today, tomorrow....

To ask, not expect when I need help,
For his time is as valuable as mine.
Remember to say “please” I need, and “thank you” for!
Those letters strung together, spell appreciation.
Take out the trash and save him one mundane task,
I Try to show that I thought of him today.

Patience and understanding a must above all.
It was all those imperfections I fell in love with!
A little make-up perhaps a perfume,
gentle reminders that he’s special too.
Holding hands when we go out,
I want everyone to see who he is to me.

My hair worn long in thick dark layers,
Just the way he likes to see me.
My nails painted in shining color,
To add a little spice!
A sheer nighty on cold winter nights,
Worn to keep him close and warm.

the bed already made, comfy and soft,
inviting long, lazy Sunday mornings.
loose flowing skirts in the sunshine’s rays,
bringing visions of long summer nights.
close snuggles watching movies,
to share a touch and a dream.

plans made carefully to please each other,
of long years for us to come,
whispered secret fantasies shared in the night,
windows into my deepest soul, bared for his delight!
the comfort of my hand on his leg,
while we drive into our future…together.
 
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not woulds, shoulds or coulds

I give her my need, not the stuff that crutches are made of, but that which seeks the nourishment of kindness and reponsiveness.
I give her my help, not the kind that disables the will, but that which pushes her up, so she can reach the clouds of her own desires.
I give her my laughter, and my tears...the harvest of dreams.
I give her my passion, to see her smile...to hear her pleasure...to dangle her from the cliff of desire with a surety that my grip extends to the bottom and back - her whim becomes my will.
 
What I would do for her.
Catch a falling star and present it as a gift to her.
Move a mountain to make a smooth road for her travels.
Bundle up her worries and fit them in my pack to remove her burdens.

What I would not do for her.
Change her into something else.
Ask her to do something she is unable to.
Take away the light within, the spark of life.

What I do for her.
Work to provide her with all her needs.
Love her so that her heart is never wanting.
Care for her as the most precious gift in my life.

What I am for her.
A simple man trying to be the world.
Dreams attempting to become reality.
Truth from the heart lasting into eternity.
 
eat brocoli

because she told me that is good for me. I hate it but I eat it anyway because she spices it with love.
My body, soul and love are all ready hers.
Wear out my brain to surprise her.
Exercise, and eat an healthy diet to age at her side
"To be old without being adult"
Eat brocoli
 
Toast with peanut butter, in bed, on a day I cant get out of bed.

The small gestures mean the most to me, thats what is hard to define and vastly underrated. Those quiet words to her after she has fallen asleep on the couch and I drag her to bed, the meaning is there. Grand gestures matter little.
 
I would give her the sun so it would shine on her,
I would give her the moon so it could guide her path,
I would give her my eyes so she could see,
I would give her my ears so she could hear,
I would give her stars so she could fly amongst them
I would give her the clouds so she can walk thru them,
I would give her summer all year round,
I would give her the world for her playground,
The sea for her to swim in, the beach for her to walk on.

Most of all, i give her my all, my everything, my best, my worst,
My up-times, my down-times, my joys, my sorrows.

I give her my love, which she returns with hers.
She is my all, my everything, My love.

Dedicated to Mel (AKA SweetCherry)
My wife to be. I love you more than life itself.
 
**GAG**

Is it getting too sweet in here?

Oh, what the hell am I saying - I'm the one who started this thread! Who am I to complain...

Very very (too?) sweet guys... :)
 
Draco said:
I would give her the sun so it would shine on her,
I would give her the moon so it could guide her path,
I would give her my eyes so she could see,
I would give her my ears so she could hear,
I would give her stars so she could fly amongst them
I would give her the clouds so she can walk thru them,
I would give her summer all year round,
I would give her the world for her playground,
The sea for her to swim in, the beach for her to walk on.

Most of all, i give her my all, my everything, my best, my worst,
My up-times, my down-times, my joys, my sorrows.

I give her my love, which she returns with hers.
She is my all, my everything, My love.

Dedicated to Mel (AKA SweetCherry)
My wife to be. I love you more than life itself.

I didn't know... Congratulations guys. From the bottom of my little Kiwi heart... all the best.:D :) :cool:
 
Bump

I still haven't been able to put into words what I would want to offer to my love, but I wanted to push this back up and maybe I'll get it together later today!!

Thank you again, BB, for this beautiful thread.:)
 
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