Loving an unemployed man isn't easy nor is it hard.
A times, my craving to be spoilt kicks in, the urge to spend as a woman, the mixed feelings between feeling proud and the need to encourage his best rests and stirs within like a knot in my throat. It's not entirely his fault, nor is it his will to remain so. I try to help, I try to butt in, try to be forever optimistic and encouraging, almost a quack psych sigh but the situation remains so for now.
Until when,
Until when will it change,
Until when will circumstances turn to his, our favour.
Living with my unemployed love, isn't easy nor is it hard. But its teaching me a more valuable lesson than patience and hopefulness...
It's just a circumstance, soon to pass and never repeat.
Love, I'll stand by you!!!
.A.