A loving woman is ready for a lot: to live by the rules of a man, to wait for rare meetings, to close her eyes to unpleasant circumstances ... Her brain is dominated by feelings and emotions. As if caught in a web, she awaits her fate without resistance ... At such moments, a woman is defenseless, receptive and very impressionable. She, without hesitation, will enter both fire and water.
A loving woman is like a tank, only without armor ... Being vulnerable, she moves forward, demolishing obstacles. He suffers burning pain, undeserved grievances, sharp thorns, piercing words, but confidently continues to walk, expecting to see a happy dawn. Mighty buffaloes would envy her perseverance. Stubbornness - hardened donkeys. Patience - bloodthirsty crocodiles. And loyalty are black swans ...
For the sake of a woman, you can jump off the roof or conquer a new peak, you can rush, with bare hands, on a dozen armed hooligans or lift a hundred-kilogram barbell ... You can perform many feats and crazy deeds, but they will absolutely not delight a woman if you choose another man. And here's the paradox - she herself is capable of feats and madness, for the sake of who she chose ...