For most of my life, if you would have asked me if I believe in true love—unconditional love—I would have said, yes; but I would say it’s harder to find than a polar bear in Alaska in the middle of winter in a history-setting blizzard with complete white-out conditions.
That may sound cynical, which it is, but its cynicism born out of experience—a lot of experience. You see, I have known since my mid-teens exactly what type of life-mate I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. And none of the qualities or requirements had to do with appearance. I’m a throwback to the old days, a traditional rugged individualist who believes in the intangibles over materialism.
Where love is concerned, reality hit me soon after I married my childhood sweet heart—a girl I’d known since pre-school; which goes to show that the length of time you know someone is no guarantee of a happy marriage. And when you find your wife fucking her supervisor it’s a pretty good guarantee that the marriage is over—especially when I palm-heeled his head into hers while they were kissing. Perhaps it was a bit drastic, but ooohhhh…did it feel good.
I spent many years playing the field because I found too many women in love with the idea of love and marriage, and none of them unconditionally in love with me. But as time rolled on I eventually found myself in another long-term relationship, one that came about after I helped her and her son escape a physically abusive situation. It would also become my first long-term D/s relationship. And, though there was love between us, and she tried her best, it was a very difficult relationship because I had to watch her battle two terminal illnesses for nearly a decade before she passed.
From that point onward I stuck to a series of friends-with-benefits with no thought of ever finding my soul-mate. I still thought it was possible, just not for me. I figured finding your soul-mate was as rare as making it into the elusive 1% of the world’s money-hungry elite. And it was then that I learned a simple truth about true love—you don’t find it, it finds you.
On the day that kat came into my life she lived 1961-miles from me. But that didn’t matter, because it didn’t take long before I realized that she was beyond special. And, though she had no intention of beginning a relationship with me, I was convinced that—given a little time—she’d see how perfect we were for each other, and I told myself over-and-over to “keep her talking, keep her talking.” And that’s exactly what happened.
We’re both mature enough to know that no human is perfect, we all have flaws, but kat is truly perfect for me. I’ve never met anyone compatible with me in so many areas, and yet, she still has enough individuality to be both mysterious and enticing—and, as an Alpha, I do love a challenge.
I used to care about making it in very challenging careers, and pushing myself to the limits in various extreme activities merely for an adrenalin rush. After various injuries I spent far more time pushing my mental and creative energies to gain satisfaction. And yet, none of them can touch my heart and innermost being like kat can with her words, touch, and actions inspired by love.
Our relationship progressed from friendship to love in a very short time, and as I continually show unconditional love for her she reciprocates love-for-love at a level that no other woman has ever even tried with me, much less come close to. And every day of our relationship seems more blessed than the day before.
This does not imply that we have not dealt with issues, we have; but we have such great communication, trust, and respect between us that we deal with every issue before it can become a problem.
Kat is my best friend, my confidante, my muse, my sexy adorable sub, and the love of my life—she truly is my soul-mate. I think about her all day, every day, and literally have to consciously make an effort to focus on other things when they need to be done. And my body has a palpable yearning to be with her every second we’re apart; a yearning that can only be quenched with intimacy known only between life-mates with unconditional love.
I do not need Valentine’s Day to remind me that every day kat is in my life I am blessed beyond compare. And I’ve made it my mission in life to let kat know how special she is, and how much I love, cherish, and adore her. So I choose to use Valentine’s Day as a day to publicly proclaim what I tell her daily—that she is my reason for living, my inspiration, and the love of my life.
And to kat, I say, “Be My Valentine.”
Be My Valentine (an acrostic poem)
Beginning anew with you has felt like a miracle come true
Every day is again worth living: a lover worth having, and love worth giving
Makes me want to be a better man, leading you with love, protection, and a firm hand
You’re my life-mate, submission you choose; D/s lifestyle, free to be us, a win-win, never lose
Valued above all, standing tall, even when on your knees…pleasured and willing to please
Answer to prayer, fulfillment of a dream, partners founded on love, a true soul-mate team
Love, like, lust… communication, compatibility, and trust
Erasing negative pasts…creating positive memories—and hope—that lasts
Never before have I felt like this…joyful, content, with moments of pure bliss
Thank you so much for your loving touch, and the way that you care, and the love we now share
I had given up hope of love unconditional, but every second with you is truly inspirational
Now be my Valentine forever and ever
Eternally mine as I’m eternally yours; adrift on an ocean of love, and making love on its shores