They say the eyes are the portal to your soul. What do you see when you look into my eyes? Look deeply and know my thoughts and my desires. Am I weak and easily taken advantage of? Am I strong and can get through any obstacle life throws in my way? Do you see pain or do you see triumph?

I see a woman begging to be touched delicately. Whose heart has been torn from her chest time and time again, yet survived. I see the desire to be truly loved and cherished, yet fear of allowing your heart to be vulnerable. I see pain and triumph both at the same time. There is no weakness in your soul, only want.

Yes, I want to be touched. I want to be loved and never hurt again. I want to be kissed passionately to the point of feeling fire shoot through my body. I want to know that I have my soul mate. The one I am to be with for the rest of eternity. I tire of playing games.

I love you.

Tell me again.

I love you.

I feel my heart melt when you speak those words. Touch me.