The fact about a woman is that we all want to be held, treasured and loved in a way so deep that we don’t even understand it ourselves. I believe that the fantasy of love that we have created within our own emotions could be one of the strongest binding chains in a woman’s life.This chain is around first the heart, then the mind, the eyes, the ears and even the souls of the beautiful creature whom God himself made to be a companion to the very thing that brings her the most pain and confusion. The same mouth that would degrade and insult the very essence of her womanhood belongs to the same body of the strong arms she will end up engulfed within hours or maybe even days later. Whispering heartfelt apologies and self inflicted scripts of self blame from her own delicate lips. It matters not that she knows that she did nothing wrong because she loves him, and she wants to be loved back in the same manner. So it’s okay, she’ll take the blame just that one time, that leads into another time, and a few more after that. She falls in love with deceiving her own self day after day even going so far as to pleading with her mind to believe that all is well. He will change, she will change and they will be joined together in a perfect union of matrimony, holy and acceptable unto God.