Good afternoon, Sir.
I love you so much. I'm working on service for you, rather than service so I feel useful. I love you, and hate to see you unhappy. But that's my problem. You need to be unhappy for a while, and that's ok. I'm trying my best to make sure my issues not become more important than letting you be yourself right now.
I just want to fix everything for you. Being superwoman would be great right about now. I know I can't. It's silly. The rational side of me knows I can't be your everything, and I don't want to be. Except for when I do.
I want to serve you in a way that's for you, not too fill my emotional needs. Then I just end up needier. I want to be strong and independent and confident so I can serve you better. I love you, Sir. I'm trying my best, and always learning, Sir. You inspire me to keep trying.
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