This is not a rant, I just want to share how much I love and adore my man. He’s my first and only boyfriend, and we’ve been together for 5 years, although we’ve had some breaks because of tough situations we’ve faced (not cheating-related). Despite that, we’ve managed to overcome everything. He’s traveling today, and on Thursday we had amazing sex. The amount of orgasms I had, I couldn’t count. It was so passionate with eye contact and forehead kisses that made me feel safe and secure. He’s not big on saying “I love you”, but he shows his love through actions like saying “I need you” or promising to always come back for me when he travels. I struggle with anxiety, but he helps me through it. As a working-class girl that I am, I sometimes need support, and he always knows when I do, even when I try to hide it. When I am going through stuff, there’s a way he’d ask me “What’s wrong?” with his calm but deep and audacious voice that makes me just break down in tears.
I love how he keeps me in check when I’m being stubborn, he’s calm but assertive. I feel feminine and willingly submit to him. I used to say I wouldn’t do chores for a man till we are married, but now I cook and clean for him freely. I also get him small gifts here and there, waybill cooked food to him when I’m not around, and offer advice when he needs it. It’s like he has a calm place to rest his head after a hard day of work. We sometimes have misunderstandings, but we always resolve them quickly. I really love him, and he’s already speaking about settling down by the end of this year. I would be honored to be his wife. He hasn’t asked me yet, but twice now, I caught him sizing my ring finger, although he said he was just playing, I know he’s thinking about it. I just love my man so much. The Warri girl that has craze in her head has dissolved because of one fine, sexy Igbo man hehehe.
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