Don’t tell me it’s a requisite to have sex in a relationship.
It’s called make love for a reason.
Idealistic it seems, only when I truly do love one that way, and him, me, will we desperately make love with each other in as many glorious ways as we can, reveling in the pure union that is us.
My love is selfish. I give only when I am given. I cannot for the life of me, bear the thought of foolishly loving someone who doesn’t cherish me as I, him.
Seems my stance has shifted quite some time ago. From no sex outside of the covenant of marriage, to sex under the covenant of love. (assured, secure, solid, strong love)
Ah desires. This girl has transitioned far enough. Maturity of different sorts, and more to come.