Yes, I am a strong man. Intense. Genuine. No pretence.
Im a man of intensity.
Thats because I have absolutely no trouble saying exactly whats on my mind,
what I feeland I do it wholeheartedly, with real passion.
I trust my instincts. I follow my heart. Ive never cared a bit about appearanceswhat matters is who I am.
Its always been about my character, not my looks.
I am the man life has shaped me into:
my hopes, disappointments, joys, scars, highs, and lows.
No holding back,
no half-truths,
no hypocrisy.
Ive never stood for anything half-hearted;
with me its all or its nothing.
Some days I am gentle,
other times, I can be stern.
Im capable of a firm handshake
and just as ready to defend myself when I need to.
I live life to the full.
I dont let myself be limited by the fear of what people might think.
I dont play a part, dont shrink myself just to be liked.
A lot of people say Im a bit odd, maybe even a touch mad, far too emotional.
But maybe the issue isnt my intensity
perhaps its the courage they lack,
the bravery to live boldly and see life in all its vivid colours.
Not everyones prepared to love whats out of the ordinary.
Not everyone values whats real.
Not everyone can cope with love given freely, generously, unmeasured and brave.
But I can.
And I wouldnt be any other way.
