Ode to Love-

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Originally Posted by girl_dee

Wouldn't it be great if lovers remembered to be who they each were when they first fell in love?
I used to always want to please my lover, so I'd feel obligated to remake myself if she created blueprints for changes she thought would improve my basic personality.
Somehow, neither of us were ever satisfied with whatever new version I tried to become. How crazy was it for either of us to think it would be a smart move to remodel me like I was a house she wanted to flip?
And when did she go from being a sexy minx to a lion tamer with a whip and a chair?
I forgot who I was, and she resented how easily I went from a being a confident, secure butch to a maliable wimp with feet of clay.

Now, I take my mantra from the wisdom of a famed Navy veteran:

"I yam what I yam, and that's all what I yam."--Popeye

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