I am a fighter. I fight for what I want. I fight for what I need. I fight for what's mine. And I don't handle rejection well. I don't like being told no.
Maybe since I am a fighter that's the reason I haven't given up. Even though I said I was done, I wasn't ready to give up. I don't like to quit. I had to say I was done to give my heart some peace.
But I wasn't ready to give up because of several reasons. I wasn't ready to give up because I saw something in your eyes. I wasn't ready to give up just yet because I felt something in your touch. I wasn't ready to give up because I felt something in my heart and soul for you. I wasn't ready to give up because I liked the feeling of butterflies in my stomach everytime I thought of your sweet face.
I saw something in you and I felt something for you. I was scared. I know what I felt was real. I'm not scared of that feeling anymore. For that, I thank you.
And again, thank you for letting me know that I can open my heart. Thank you for letting me know I can survive yet another heartache.
There's just something about you that I believed in. Something that got me. Hook. Line. and Sinker. You reeled me in. I liked it. And I believed what you said.
I believed you the other day when you said that you were sorry and that we would talk. I believed it. You reeled me back in. And I held tightly onto that string again. But I have to let go again because my heart can't handle the pain.
But I am still not ready to let go. I know I need to let go. But I don't want to. You got to me and in a good way too.
I don't know if this is my final good-bye. Maybe it should be. But I don't want it to be good-bye.
Thinking of you!
p.s. I want to be there for you even if I have to settlle for reamining your friend.
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