She is strength…
She is deep…
She is passionate…
She is emotional…
She is complicated…so, so complicated.
She tries to mask her inner-self…and oh she does it so well. But what she doesn’t know is her naked eyes tell it all. It tells a story of a wondrous woman. A woman she may not even know she is yet.
She desires…
She is uncertain…
She is fearful…
At any drunken moment she can share too much. Therefore she treads very lightly staying somewhat in control.
She’s been hurt…
She’s been at her worst…
She’s methodical…
She’s careful…
Subtle with emotions and yet so aggressive with passion.
She has secrets…
She is reserved…
Finding the right one takes patience and she doesn’t mind.
She loves the ocean but knows not to go too deep. The waves are massive, pounding, so powerful. She knows better. She knows once it reaches her, she may not be able to hold on to safety. She’ll drown because once lost in love she is blind. But, she forgets…not all waves are the same.That one is murky, the other is filthy and this one…this one is beauty.
She isn’t aware…
She is foolish…
She is daunting…
She is intimidating…
She is surprising…
She is loyal…
She is caring…
She is intelligent…
She is all these things I have yet to know.
They say it shouldn’t be so tiresome, but I say greatness isn’t achieved so easily.
She…she is worth the wait.
The Freedom of Choices 