...you put that thought in my head, and now it's echoing through every step he makes. A part of me hoping it were true, what a reason to break the vows. But another part of me, screams defiance at the thought. He wouldn't. He did once, only as vengeance for my first discretion. I let it pass then, as justified. He hasn't since, so loyal to me that I don't even raise a jealous head when he talks about coworkers. But so help me, if he comes home smelling of drink, I'm not sure how I'll feel. I accepted it from you, as it a part of who you are, has been for a very long time, but it would be new to him. I just don't know.
I want you to drop your drinking to your birthday, new years, and maybe other holidays or celebratory days, but I won't Command it, though I know I could. I've heavily suggested it in the past, but I refuse to be that wife that gives Commands. Your not in the military anymore, live, no one should be giving you orders anymore. I know that isn't what you want, what your used to; but my live, it is how I will be.
Light hearted Orders, “Wolf, run.” Will be the most you'll get from me, more will be requests only, ever. You are your own man, my love, and I will help you discover who he is.
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