He loves you

Love is a dangerous thing. We all chase it, we all need it. Only a few can embrace it. You know your man loves you when he isn't afraid to show you when you're wrong. A tight squeeze on your arm when you walk away from an unfinished argument. Not the one he gives when we wants another kiss, but the kind that makes you beg him to let go and leaves "love" spelled in reddening fingerprints. A guy willing to go to jail, to put you in your place, is the one you need to beg not to leave you after he draws blood from your mouth. Us girls are stupid. We think, and assume, and pull crazy relationship goals off of Facebook. We watch too much keeping up with the Kardashians while doing our hair, and expect too much. Real men shouldn't be afraid to show their dominance to woman. A real man knows how to put a little black and blue in their girls makeup pallet. Hell, it's 2015, let's start calling smokey eyes but the color; black eyes. If he is willing to give you a bruise for the world to see, he really loves you. The only tears you should cry are either over joy that he really loves you this much, or tears begging him to forgive you for not obeying his orders the first time. If he wants to sit on Xbox all day and ignore you, let him. Don't be all over him unless you want another broken nose. Your coworkers will love that new split lip ad those chic puffy eyes. Don't press charges when he can just use that wasted money to buy you a new purse. A man like that is so rare.  He will never let you have another man, and he will always keep another girl on the side so you dot get too comfortable. He only puts his hands on the women he loves and your lucky if you're one of them