There is security in the trust that you both adore and value each other.There is the risk — others, of course, might call it faith — that the two of you have what it takes to make it work, that you are willing to put in that work when one of you is a little irksome, even a downright shithead.I complained about how I was able to take chances in my career and move across the country several times, high on the promise that I’d land a job and an apartment when I got there.
But now I understand that when you have a bond that’s multi-faceted, and you’re with a partner who’s your equal, your best friend and your very own beacon of smoldering grins, you’re willing to drop the paranoia of who will leave first.
The first man I ever fell in love with was eight years older than me.
He was on probation for stealing a video game, and his fingertips smelled like cigarettes and shellfish, having spent most evenings washing dishes at a seafood restaurant. “Cuz it’s fun just chillin’ with the boys, smoking cigarettes in the back,” he told me.
To be stimulated sexually, mentally and emotionally.
To find someone who could hold his own and not get on my nerves. I went out with a guy who paid all of his bills on time, but who couldn’t stand up for himself.