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So today I sit here wondering... Is there a man out there who truly understanding?

I do believe there is, however with my situation I think it may take a while to find him. I know I will find him...

I know I want a man who is kind, funny, understanding, respectful and true. A man that is patient and thinks of beautiful ways to remind me that I picked the right guy to bring into my life. as I would do the same to him. But I am the type to take the initiative and try to learn all I can about my partner and I would hope he would do the same.  Everyday he came home from work or school or an appointment I would ask him how his day was, or in the mornings sit down and have coffee enjoying the view of the man that sits across from me, not worrying about his age height or weight, but rather how he is feeling. I look forward to the days of date nights and beautiful movies watched together and cuddle sessions, and wonderful nights of laying my head down next to the one I love.

I remember my first Boyfriend, and how he made me feel. The days spent holding him with his beautifully soft smooth skin, and hairless physique (we were ten at the time). I remember the days when we would hand each other, laying in bed, kissing slow and passionately, want to stay that way forever. He was the one person in the world at that moment, the only one I wanted to be so close with intimately. I remember the days of slowly undressing him, taking my time to take in the view, first lifting his shirt over his head, as i see his smooth supple chest and then working my way to his pants, unbuttoning his pants and slowly looking forward to his seeing his smooth long prize, noting his lack of hair and not have any underwear on. I remember he always smiled, that smile that told me he was mine. than once he was undressed he turned his attention to me, slowly undressing me with a passion that could only be described in movement,like a beautiful ballet. He would take his time as my pants would drop, he would lay me on the bed and slowly crawl up to my head and kiss me randomly up my body til he got back to my lips. The type of days and nights would go on for many years. When I was twelve, My mom got into an accident with my in the front seat, that accident cost me my bladder. But my boyfriend didn't care he loved me for me not what I looked like nor what I wore, I was his and that was enough. Two weeks after the accident he came to my house to check on me, (my mom and dad had to go to a banquette) so they let him in. I couldn't believe what happened next, but it did. He came in to the room with me laying on my bed drugged up to help with the pain, half covered by my blanket and wear a baby diaper because my bladder stop working properly causing me to lose control of when and if I had to go. He walked in and saw me laying there unable to move and needing to change, he didn't say a word, he just looked around found the stack of diapers, grabbed some powder from my dresser and changed it with out hesitation, I tried to tell him no but he just hushed me and said I love You, which made me tear up, but that was just the type of guy he was. he never let my problem get between us and instead I think it brought us closer. We stayed together until we were 19 years old. June 22, 2005 he was involved in a car accident that took his life... almost 11 years later I'm looking for that same quality in a man.

So now I must ask, If you are with someone how did you meet them and if you are not with someone what do you look for in a Partner?

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