"I'm so honest that you think I'm lying...but I can respect that. You have trust issues because you've had your trust misused and now that your trust is bruised you refuse to reuse it, fearing another will abuse it. Don't confuse it, I do plan to use it, but only as a bridge between hearts and I promise to cruise it, not moving too fast since you consider the future a new past. You passed up many good men to date the decent ones, who turned out to be better than the recent ones. Your dating history is like a litany of mystery leading to pain and misery, wondering who they were mentally always eventually became the problem centrally because no matter how much you all got to know each other physically, they were strangers essentially. Before focusing on being into me, I simply want you to be a friend to me; then you'll see what a friend should be, and maybe what love could begin to be. I'm a firm believer in 'friends first,' without it, relationships just seem to end worse. Bend first, break second, scar third. But there's no emotional cocoa butter, and you can't be tougher, that just makes people rougher. You should just be a lover and use understanding as a buffer to smother any malice, be it apparent or undercover. Understand that a man without civic responsibility is a viable liability when it comes to dependability as he'll think his ego comes first, fundamentally. Understand that a man without moral fiber is an undermanned fighter in the war of the righteous, which makes him susceptible to testing the flexible properties of the truth, bending it to his will, altering it for a thrill, adjusting it to accommodate a frill. Keep in mind and bear in heart that a man's motives are like coals to locomotives, while intentions are just engineers; trust engineers barriers but dark motives are like harriers dropping bombs of lies so that safeguards meet their demise. You've been a victim, but you're no longer with them. Their desperation for sexual elation may have left your heart in a state of desolation, but your determination for the termination and extermination of any scars undergoing fermentation has planted seeds of change and brought about their germination. From the ashes of emotional clashes, a rose grows. Other buds are sprouting as happiness is mounting and attention is rerouting from the past to the future. Time was the disinfectant, acceptance the scab, self-forgiveness the suture. Pain and blame were synonymous...with them gone your joy is anonymous. No one thing brings it about, it's one thing you can't do without. You've come such a long way. Progress is a process; it's about moving forward and accepting no less. Now that you're in a new place, how about a new face? I'm only the nice guy, the 'we just had a conversation that will change your life' guy."
-A. Lewis
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