I don't want someone who needs me.
Need. Sounds romantic, but it isn't.
It's just not healthy.
That kind of dependence scares me. And not because I lack compassion, or the desire to nurture.
But in a husband? Someone I will submit to, give my life to? Someone I hope to honour, admire and respect?
Lean on me, and I will always be your support - but I'd like to be able to rest on your shoulder too - and with confidence, knowing that you've got me too.
Love me with a jealous love, a tender love, with a love that is unquenchable, unwavering, intensifying. Desire and pursue me with all your heart, soul, mind and strength. Want me.
But don't need me.
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