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Jul 2018
It is strange how time changes things. There was a time when we never missed a day of speaking. We ate, breathed and slept the same thoughts. I could read your thoughts even over the   phone. Time has changed us. There are days that I don’t want to speak to you. When I do I wonder what it is that I seen in you. You are still adorable that is true. But your mindset is stagnant and I no long get you.

How does someone of a mature age want nothing in life? How does someone your age not want to strive? Now, I am not trying to be negative at all. But if you want to be my man you need to evolve. If I marry you and the bills need to be paid, are you going to hand them to me? If I let you be my one, would my strength not take your dignity? As a Lady of passion I see the man that you could be.

Yet, I can’t force you to be what I need. That is something that you have to do yourself you see. If I did not love you I would have left already. I am fighting to stay, hoping that you will change. I promise not to give my love away. But you have to do better. You need to want more. I am not your mommy and I don’t want to burp you anymore. Stay true to yourself in all that you do. When you get yourself ready, you better hope that I am still here for you.
Frances Lillian Bynum
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Frances Lillian Bynum  F/Georgia
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