
Waiting for Sir to come home.
I don’t make you wait on purpose. You know how busy I am, the responsibility and weight I carry. I do everything for you. Knowing that my hard work and dedication is met by your warm smile, loving embrace. The minute I open the door, knowing I will see you there longing for my touch. Submitting to my ever desire to make me happy when all I think about is you. My heart beats for you and when the day gets to long you are the only reason I can move forward, to come home to you. My love.