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I think about you all the time. Prior to be emotionally neglected, I wanted nothing more in life than to serve you. I worship you for real, I love and lust for you intensely. There has been no one that has captured my heart and sexual desire as much as you. I work hard to get your smiles and love doting on you. I am both proud of you and a believer in your aspirations (except ridiculous concepts about being a single mum). I will support you through whatever live brings, through good and bad. I plan to hold your wrinkly old hand and tap that saggy ass when we are well past it, because after all it is you. I give you my heart. If I had yours I do see myself caring for it. Though since day one I haven't. Knowing this had made me insecure too. Anyhow I am digressing. I do love you and want to earn your trust. What I have to offer is better than simply security. As much as you want security above all else, without love, reciprocation you will not be able to have a meaningful relationship. It will be unfulfilling and eventually hearts will yearn for warmth. I do offer you security, at the moment you don't see it, but look harder. However most importantly and thefoundation of everything else that can be 'us'.. I offer true love. Take it, embrace it, nurture it. It's a privilege, not something to be dismissed. I'm here waiting.