why i’m polyamorous, in appreciation & acknowledgement of happy polyamory day
I have two reasons. Shall I present the profound reason first, or the…less profound?
The Bus Stop Analogy
Whenever I see someone at the bus stop, I never know what will happen between them and myself. Will they be a fleeting memory, a smile? A lifelong friend? A lover for the night? My next lifetime partner in crime, romantic confidante, and anchor? I don’t know what they want from me, if anything. But I’m always eager to pursue this delightful- unknown but beautiful- person sitting next to me.
The Less Heartfelt Reason
Whenever someone says, “Get you a partner that [insert whatever thing the person posting it likes], I think, “You know, what? I just might!” And I can. Cause poly.
:-p. Enjoy!
Short….sweet…profound!!
But you see those, “Get you a partner that…,” too, right? And it just feels mean. Hey, dump your partner for someone that paints/likes to sing love songs to you/bakes you cupcakes. Or makes you feel like you missed out. “Oh, your partner DOESN’T do this basic requirement to show they love you?”
Except…if you’re poly…it’s just helpful suggestions!