I love you, and I love him too.
You are my safety, my home, my family, my acceptance of all the parts of me that are good, that are great - and that are also not so great.
You accept me when I am happy, sad, confused, joyous, excited, content, avoidant, afraid, irritable, frustrated, creative, conflicted - or craving an adventure.
You commit to me when I want to be here - and at the times I need to be somewhere else.
He is my alluring side, he is my intrigue, my taste for excitement, for the unknown, for a bit of mystery. He is uncertainty, grey areas, a brush of the hand, and an electric charge running through both our bodies.
About the Creator
Karen Cave
A mum, a friend to many and I love to explore dark themes and taboos in my writing.
Hope you enjoy! I appreciate all likes, comments - and please share if you'd like more people to see my work.
Karen x
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