Shhh I am having a Secret Love Affair
Love. Does love even exist? I know lust and fixation does. But love what is it really? I heard it is always wanting and yearning for someone. Missing that person every moment touch and scent. Feeling their soft skin against yours. Missing every seconds when they are away. Worrying or stressing that they make it to work whether it is near or far safely.
When you are love you feel protected and safe. He/she is the first person who come to mind about sharing good or bad news with. To run home and cry to. If you can’t get home quick enough they are always a call away. You will both endure each other through good and bad times. You fight and scream but love is still there. No matter how much he/she get on your nerve. At the end of the day you love each other again. You hold him/her tightly washing away all the pain you endured. Because of the end of the day he/she will love you. Love is the feeling of feeling safe. This is what love is to me the feeling of safe, protected, care for, disagreeing but come to an agreement, having respect, honesty, and able to communicate to each other.
So then why do I have a secret love affair? Because it bring excitement into my life. It make my body temperature rise with one look and touch. My eyes and mouth pop open out of enjoyment. Of how one can taste and feels so good. But my heart race when my secret love affair is still here as my husband call and say that he is on the way home. I must hide all evidence and wait for the next day to enjoy it again.