In a living situation, I’ll want my own room, and for each of my loves to have their own room. Then we can each visit each other’s room. If the door is open, come on in. Closed doors, knock first. The dream idea is that everyone in the poly family living together had their own space, a bedroom, or a “tiny” house.
There are times I do not feel you belong as anything in my life. Times when you seem my oldest friend, the one I can talk to about anything. Times when there’s no way I can tell you anything.
Friends at least, if no longer partners going through life side by side.
in a deep whisper, “I can’t get close enough to you”
I want us to be soaked in heat and sweat, to have to move from the wall to the bed. To have to get a shower after, and to be in such a state that after cooling off we are curled up wrapped around each other and drift into sleep
There are some mental health issues within my poly network, and recently I found this blog and got to reading. So I’m sharing here what I’ve also shared within my own polycule
Future husband, you will become my home. No matter where I go, what roads we take together or apart, you will be home to me, where you are, there I want to be.
God’s I love you, I will always hold love within me for you. I needed this, we all did.
I need to see that you love ME in return. I need you to reach for me, I need to be the one in your arms and for those times to not be in hiding. Be proud of our love, not ashamed of it.
I do not like my nights, as limited as they are, ending with tears, mine, hers, or my guys.
to be a big part of each other’s life I need to see that I matter to him, that creating time for each other is something happening from both sides.