Friday, June 26, 2009

John Cena Kind of Love

Okay, so I love sappy romantic movies. Nothing wrong with some heroic action either. So I watched "The Marine" a few times, even bought my own copy. Watching that movie at a time in my life where I still felt worthless and was in the process of turning my life around I used it to set my new boundaries and guidelines. Not all of them, just a few for how I wanted my future relationships to go. This is what I have decided to call my "John Cena kind of love." All women deserve this kind of treatment. I used the word I at the beginning of each sentence because at the time I was writing about my new direction. But you can put your name, or use "I" to mean you for each of these.

I want to be thought of and know it.

I want to be told when I’ve done something that pleases you.

I want you to want to spend time with me, and to actually spend time with me.

I want you to tell me how you feel, even if you think I won’t like it, but more importantly, I want you to tell me when you feel good and why.

I want to know if you like what I’m wearing.

I don’t want you to ever let me go.

When I’m scared to try something because I think you may laugh, I want you to encourage me to do it anyway.

I want you to be willing to go the extra mile for me, but know when it’s best not to.

I want you to compliment me.

I want you to realize that material things mean nothing without the thoughts (emotions) and the knowing me behind them.

I want you to listen to me when I talk to you, not just hear what I’m saying and not pay any attention.
I want you to care about my health and well being – mental and physical.
I want you to hold me whenever you think I need it, and I want you to hold me just because.
I want you to want to spend time with me, and sit next to me.
I want you to hold my hand when we’re walking around.
I want you to drag me on long walks when I act like I don’t want to go.
I want you to touch me like I will break if you touch too hard, while you are looking into my eyes.
When I’m upset and run away, I want you to chase me.

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