I think it means that you let her know that you are there with her, truly present in her tears and heartache and that even the things that hurt her and made her cry long ago will not phase you, that you won’t run away but that you want to offer her your strength. It means loving her through it. It means letting her and her pain shape you into a better man. it means loving her into her future and supporting her dreams.
I think it means finding small ways, everyday, with both words and actions, to let her know how much she means to me. It means choosing my words carefully and making sure that my words build her up even as the world tries to tear her down.
I think it means being passionate about her; desiring her, being enthralled and captivated by her and being moved by her and wanting her more and more and letting her know she belongs in my arms, close to my heart.
I think it means loving the contours of her body; feeling the intense want of her flesh and to lay my lips against hers in passionate embrace. It means caressing her softly, making sure every inch of her being is moved by the warm currents of my yearning soul, that she knows the depths of how I long and hunger after her, my love.
I think it means listening to her; hearing what she is truly saying and even the things that are left unsaid. It means caring deeply about what she thinks and how she feels.
I think it means being able to be silent with her, to just be near her, to her being in my arms and having our love grow in those deep and intimate and still moments.
I think it means being friends; being able to talk and be silly and laugh together, so that she knows that she is enough for me and the only one who can truly satisfy me, that when I am with her, I am my truest and best and most honest and raw self, that I am not afraid to be naked, truly naked in front of her.
I think this is what it means to love a woman
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