How strange that people who do not really know me, make such a judgement without really knowing. If they knew me, they would know otherwise.
Someone also told me that I am a woman who needs their own "Mr Grey".
I mean WTF would I want with a Mr Grey? They couldn't be further from the mark in reality could they?
It goes to show, that people do not know me at all.
Not in the slightest.
What is it about people who *think* that they know me? The reality is that they don't. Not really. There is only one person who has truly known me, who truly knows me, and that is long gone. But then he learned things about me in a way that no-one else ever has before, and most certainly never will again. That isn't to say that someone will not learn the same things about me, but will just learn in a completely different set of circumstances.
He has been on my mind a lot recently. But then, he was my reality of Fifty Shades (without the financial wealth however!) and that seems to be the topic of everyone's conversation right now.
It is a strange feeling when someone knows you better than you know yourself. That they can do something without you having to ask, because they just *know* what is needed at that moment in time. It is a wonderful feeling when someone knows the look, the smile, the touch and doesn't need an explanation of what is behind it. That you can be locked in a peaceful silence, no need for words and yet they still *know*.
A rare. But wonderful feeling.
I miss that wonderful feeling. But more than that, I think that I actually miss someone knowing me in that way.
