Dear Empty Love,
I am writing you to say, "I don’t need you." I am taking my power back. I let your lust embezzle time and energy from my life. I mistook this for love. I called what we did an outlet for pent up energy and unused emotions. I never need to use them when they had no place. They were never in jeopardy of being lost due to the lack of use.
I let my body be used and my mind fucked. Which messed me up. What we did was not sex or love. It was a perversion of sex and love to be done in the dark and hidden from the real world. Real love does not do that. Real love is never dark. Real love is sheared with the world. We sing about real love, there are books and plays that embody what love is. Arts and emotion all are products of Love. What we did produced shame, empty souls, and stunted emotional growth.
I am kind, loving, beautiful, sexual and spiritual. God designed me as an asset to man not a single use tool. Multi-purpose (the quality of being determined to do or achieve something), self-driven, and dynamic. A person you will never know.
Kick Rocks!
With Purpose,
Barbara J. Wheatley
