The Gender Tourist

I am filled with love today I woke up next to Theyngel I was so taken, so filled with happiness that she sees ME.  That she chooses me sometimes. Raven on milk skin, Royal purple hair and as a heart. She also sometimes loves like a snakebite its fleeting and paniful but  in that moment she chooses me In this moment I wake and she has chosen this time

Sitting here with hot tear streaked cheeks and neck. I'm afraid. My partner is out on a date, and it's OK because we're poly. It's part of the deal.  Communication has taken place, I know who  she's with, and I'm actually excited for her.  So why do I have this wrenching pain inside like my life is about to change in a way that leaves me even less ... what? The overbearing thought in my mind is that She can give my partner what I can't And because of that I'm afraid that I wont be valuable anymore