...Bits&Pieces

My Body

I’m laying here thinking about my body, my mind, and my choices. Most people are surprised when they find out that I’m a virgin, I don’t know why, there are a lot more virgins in the world than people assume. I don’t think about my virginity too much, but once in a while my mind begins to ask questions: When is it going to happen? How will it feel? How will I react? etc. and it scares me. I’ve never felt that my virginity was something to give away or lose out of pure lust. I feel like there’s so much that has to occur before I decide to share my body with a man. I’ve had many ask me am I saving it for marriage and the answer is no. I’m saving it for the man that I can honestly say changes me, he’ll change me for the best, he’ll alleviate fears, I’ll learn what love is by loving him and his love for me. I’m not saving it for marriage, I’m saving it for intimacy that goes beyond the physical, the trust, security, understanding. I don’t expect him to be the man that I’ll spend the rest of my life with, but I do expect growth and endurance and the moment when my mind, heart, and soul agree that he will be the one that I choose to share my body with. Even though these hormones get out of control -_- and it’s rough in these streets, I’m excited to know that it’s something I have to look forward to, not just the sexual activity, but for the intimacy, the bond and the experience. It’s extremely important to me and it has nothing to do with purity or societies views or what a woman should be or what people believe it means to be a virgin, it’s simply my body and my choices and I choose to wait.