Dear You,

whenever I’m here, i can’t find myself manifesting more worry.

but something needs to be free when it’s that aching to be loose, these words are usually bigger than me.

so here we go... 

i adore you.  

But what beguiles me most, is the premise of my adoration. 

i thought It was availability, until i brought myself to write It out, and come to mind all the men who make themselves available to me.

I adore sharing presence with you.

it reminds me to be hopeful in Love.  

And Love always subconsciously reminds you of the infinite.

I know It is in my power to manifest a reality where i believe that i deserve to be further aligned and connected with the infinite through Love. 

and everyday i will speak adundance in Hope, and affirmation that Love does exist in this climate. 

Miracles exist in this climate

But Dear You, Thank you for bridging me into this realm of hoping in Love.

I’ve enjoyed our time, and I’m ready to manifest and accept real Love.