{"id":66349,"date":"2011-10-02T11:59:34","date_gmt":"2011-10-02T15:59:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/66349\/woman-love-2\/"},"modified":"2011-10-02T11:59:34","modified_gmt":"2011-10-02T15:59:34","slug":"woman-love-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/66349\/woman-love-2\/","title":{"rendered":"For that Woman I love"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">I wake, work, eat, sleep, and dream you.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">This emotional journey before us &#8211;<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">almost too much to bear sometimes.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">Yet, every time I hear the ringing of the phone,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">or see your name pop up online,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">I know that I am addicted to you.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">But it is far more than that,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">and please listen very closely.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">I am a very reasonable and sane person,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">not given to idle whims or fancies,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">not taken in any more by false hopes and promises.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">Yet, somehow, you are different &#8211; very different.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">I don&#8217;t know what happened, or how or why,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">but I feel as though I fell out of a cloud,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">tumbling down to earth to a sure death &#8211;<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">and at the last possible second,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">you caught me in your arms.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">Yes, I am addicted to you,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">but I know the consequences of addictions,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">and, fear not, I will not harm you<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">or cause you pain in any way.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">Of that, I give you my humble word.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">I want to breathe you, to feel you,<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">to taste you, and to hear your soft whispers<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">against the sensitive nape of my neck &#8211;<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">telling me that you&#8217;re addicted, too.<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">Writen for Nata<\/div>\n<div id=\"_mcePaste\" style=\"width: 1px;height: 1px\">O2.10.2011<\/div>\n<p>I wake, work, eat, sleep, and dream you.This emotional journey before us -almost too much to bear sometimes.Yet, every time I hear the ringing of the phone,or see your name pop up online,\u00a0I know that I am addicted to you.But it is far more than that,and please listen very closely.I am a very reasonable and sane person,not given to idle whims or fancies,not taken in any more by false hopes and promises.Yet, somehow, you are different &#8211; very different.I don&#8217;t know what happened, or how or why,but I feel as though I fell out of a cloud,tumbling down to earth to a sure death -and at the last possible second,you caught me in your arms.Yes, I am addicted to you,but I know the consequences of addictions,and, fear not, I will not harm youor cause you pain in any way.Of that, I give you my humble word.I want to breathe you, to feel you,to taste you, and to hear your soft whispersagainst the sensitive nape of my neck -telling me that you&#8217;re addicted, too.<br \/>\nWriten for Nata<br \/>\nO2.10.2011<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I wake, work, eat, sleep, and dream you. This emotional journey before us &#8211; almost too much to bear sometimes. Yet, every time I hear the ringing of the phone, or see your name pop up online, I know that I am addicted to you. But it is far more than that, and please listen [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-66349","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66349","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=66349"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66349\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=66349"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=66349"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=66349"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}