There are Many Reasons
"…There is no true love short of possession, and no true possession short of eating…Every lover is a beast of Raven…every Romeo would be a cannibal if he dared" ~ Cervantes, Don Quixot ~
There are many reasons that I belong to Him. Narrowing it down has been my challenge, and--as is my character—I have over-thought the topic to the point that the essential reasons have become the flotsam of mental wanderings. It occurs to me that the beauty of the relationship lies in its simplicity, and that my explanation need not be intricate, but must ring true. I am in hopes that He will read what follows in that spirit.
I belong to Him because, for the first time in my life, I realize that it is permissible to be dependent on someone to care for me. Over this lifetime in particular, I have created a life for myself that relied upon no other. I have picked up the remains of a life nearly destroyed, and put it back together. What resulted was a jaded woman, unwilling to rely on someone else...Until I met Him. Now, I have been given the gift of knowing where I belong and that vulnerability although somewhat frightening is also wondrous. He has shown me the way through the fright of loving, slowly, patiently. He has been unwavering in His care for me. In short, my heart -- and all of the love that has been hidden within -- is safe with Him.
I belong to Him because of His honesty. In coming to know Him and due to my tenuous wary nature, I have posed very tough questions to Him. Many times, a typical man would have balked at answering truthfully in the knowledge that the answer would sting an already tender heart. In each case, I was honored by the veracity in His answers. Because of His unwillingness to run from the tough questions, I feel safe in the comfort of knowing that He will be straightforward and forthright. He also leads me by example in this respect. I have no need to be dishonest with Him because He is accepting of both my alluring qualities and my unattractive qualities. He loves me in spite of them...Maybe even partly because of them. He softly explains to me that to love someone is to hold them close to the heart and not dwell on the flaws of this love.
I belong to Him because He believes in me. In my quest to be pleasing to Him, He has been unwavering in his expectations. I know I have disappointed Him on a few occasions. Even in the face of His disappointment, He smiles and laughs are my immature trespasses. He has been firmly resolved that I will learn to use better judgment with his guidance. He is steadfast that I am all He wants despite my long list of shortcomings. He has opened my mind to the possibilities of what our relationship can become. He has made me believe in a future that is entwined with the elements of an adventurous lifestyle, as well as the best aspects of a "vanilla" life. I trust Him --- without hesitation and with no reservation, to make our lives extraordinary.
I belong to Him because He is all I have ever wanted. A man who makes solid decisions; a man who can make me laugh one moment, and tremble with desire the next; a man who taps into my creativity, pushes my boundaries, and constantly seduces me to join Him in our own becoming; a man who loves me back with a ferocity that is unquenchable and boundless.
I belong to Him because I love Him. Such a simple thing to say, and yet these words evoke all of the emotions, spirituality, lust, desire, wanting, and comfort that have given poets fodder for their writings for centuries.
I belong to Him because I have finally found where I truly belong.
