The heart of a woman.

"Do you have anymore questions?" Here's one. Did you ever see the beauty that is my soul? Did you ever care to probe beneath that which hides the essence of who I am? Was I only there to pass the time or for some cheap thrill? Was the goal to get me to compromise my will? If such were the case, it looks as if I've won for you'll never have that which you sought. Though I may have lapsed in judgement, I did not compromise that which made me so desirable to you... My confidence, my strength, and maybe the appeal of innocence. I won't deny that I began to fall for this idea of who you've made yourself to be, but all along I knew that you just weren't right for me. Tangible goals are good to have but where is your hope for eternal things? What effort have you put into that which can't be seen? Beauty is fleeting, my darling, and good looks, they fade. So, years from now, when you're old and spent, what will you REALLY have left? I mean sure, you reached the mark for that which you set out, but what was it worth? I know, your time is now. Live fast, at least while you can, but remember this...The heart of a woman is a fragile thing and is not to be trifled with. You would know this if you were truly a man. A word of caution, you get what you give.

I am not angry, nor am I hurt, I just felt compelled to share these words. You taught me a valuable lesson, one I won't soon forget, but really it didn't hurt when you left. 

Oh sure, we can be friends but really, no need to pretend. The fact is, what matters to you bears no weight at all to me. I've overlooked the cautions of my friends but wondered when the illusion would end. Well that time has come and gone, my heart has come away unscarred. Thank The Lord I did not compromise my resolve. So again I ask, did you ever see the beauty that is my soul? If you had, there would not be this result. 

Though her body is the evidence, her heart is the essence; The place from whence her beauty flows.