I do not consider myself a ***** in the biblical sense as I can count the suitors that have shared my bed on one hand.
For it is my soul that is the harlot.
Allowing anyone to use it as they wish if only for just a night taking prices as they go.
Hoping one day someone will leave something in return.
Surly the fear of loneliness can't be so strong that I believe this is a better way to live then facing the world on my own.
Then saving the precious piece of me that is my soul for the one that truly deserves it.
Or is it the fact that I believe that I am not worthy of that person, that if such a person were to come along will I be ready to accept them as such?
These questions have no answer.
So for now here I sit here hoping that if the day comes there will be something left to offer...