It’s funny what people do for love. I’ve always looked at women who were so pressed over their man with much disdain. Growing up, I vowed to never be the woman who stayed up late into the wee hours of the morning crying for her man or the girl who was up all night just talking to him. No, I just knew that I would never be that woman.
I’ve never been the type of woman who dressed up for her man. I’ve never been the type of woman who dedicated facebook statuses, tweeted about how sprung I was, or rushed home just so that I could talk to him… until I met the perfect one.
I now find myself taking extra time in the morning, ironing my clothes just right because people know that I’m with him and well, even when they don’t see him I want to be a good representation of how beautiful he is. I find myself putting my phone on silent when we’re spending time together, because I don’t want anyone to interrupt our most intimate moments. I find myself telling him everything. I’ve realized that I’m calling him every few minutes and somehow I never get tired of talking to him. I find myself singing love songs to him randomly throughout the day. I find myself not doing certain things, because I know he doesn’t like it. And I’ve started doing certain things, because I know that it brings him pleasure. I never thought that I would admit to being thirsty – but I am – as thirsty as a deer pants for water, that’s how thirsty I am for him. I never thought that I would change so much for love and I certainly would have never imagined myself admitting my adoration for someone like this, but I’ve come to a place where I cannot deny how I feel. Every fiber of my being is in love with him and I am unashamed.
Yes, I love Him like that.
Psalm 63:3 Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you.
~Dove Sister Ariel Pierson~
Guys,
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