“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
― H. Jackson Brown Jr.,
She awaited, awaited for more than a decade, awaited for the right person to understand her emotionally and physically, a dream of indulging into a lifetime mating. Years and years passed by, she never came across any man who could touched her core, who had the same amount of passion, who had the same belief of spiritual intimacy!
“And then, as if written by the hand of a bad novelist, an incredible thing happened.”
― Jonathan Stroud,
A very quite man, a writer and a thinker **(at least she beliefs) have been observing her for many months, written poems on her without her knowledge. And several months later that engrossed her. She started believing his passion, passion towards her. As if her bridles going to be released, going to be sprouted. As if she her buried passion going to get a new life. Alas!
He was not just into her completely, not even periodically. He had been carrying many other pride moments with other women from his past. She sighed!
No, she will never believe in her dream again. And she allowed herself to surrender her physical body to entertained by a man whom she couldn’t associated with dream of emotional polarities (a divine sexual energy of men and women). She didn’t wait for the right person anymore, but she created that dream by her own.