You were right

I stopped waiting. Wished I was the one.

Your presence washes away any worry, your touch drains out any insecurity. Safe and at ease, more than willing to submit to you completely. Giving you the power was an honor. Knowing you was a blessing.

But you were right, all you could offer is maybes and I can’t wait forever.

I know you are trying. Deep down I wish I was more patient, more understanding. Even though you kept telling me that I am all that; if not more. Apparently not enough to push me through this to experience a life with you.

I wish I’m able to see me the way you saw me – smart, attractive, strong, independent, intellectual, intelligent and capable. You really think that? It’s funny how I think the same about you, but add charming to the mix. What a beautiful couple we could be, what a beautiful relationship we would have.

“And they say romance is dead” you once said.

You were exactly it but I’m reflecting on it now. It was romance but this love wasn’t for us.

Except now I know what it feels like. So this is what they were talking about. Focusing on only the good memories, just being contented with what we had and the connection we shared. It is understanding that someone can feel like home to you, even when you’re not to them. Love is when you look at them with kind eyes regardless, over the fact that they have never wronged you and they would never intentionally hurt you.

It’s so nice when feelings are reciprocated. Our energy. Our chemistry. Warm and fuzzy, hot and steamy. Such a shame it is because imagine what could have been.

Sadly, I don’t think you’re ready. Therefore, catching feelings for you means letting you go and setting myself free. Understand that this is not me making decisions for you, it is me letting you go to set myself free.