I've often been accused of exaggerating . . .
I get it; I do tend to speak in superlatives.
But in my defense, I'm a passionate woman;
how else am I to convey my very strong
feelings if I don't exaggerate?! I seem to
think in terms of degrees . . . 1st degree, like.
2nd degree, love. 3rd degree, adore. May seem
silly to some, but it rather helps me to clarify
exactly how invested I am in any given thing.
I like excellent food, decent wines, fun picnics,
a good movie. i love unforgettable moments,
unusual experiences and wondrous surprises.
But, I adore my children more than even the
angels love. I adore my friends, most loyal.
I adore those heroes and sheroes whose
amazing actions have inspired me to persist,
to go the distance . . . so if indeed I do
exaggerate . . . and I tell you I fucking adore
you . . . know that you are truly loved!
understanding me
to like to love to adore
unusual dame
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