I lost the love of my life.
I lost her to fear, compliance, passivity, ingratitude, life.
Everyday little things that turned out to be big things.
So I lost her, she lost me, we lost each other.
There’s a little part of me that feels I only had that one shot, that one experience of true love and that should be enough.
But it’s not.
I’m not done yet.
I have so much love to give.
So I must wait.
I’m waiting for you.
My second chance at love.
I don’t know who you are yet or when we will meet. Maybe we have already. Only time can tell.
I am working on me so I will be ready when we finally connect, when we become we.
For now I am me. I miss connection. I miss intimacy. I miss having a you.
Because we all have an innate desire to connect, to love, to feel uniquely special to someone else.
So I’m writing this for you, whoever you are.
I will try to wait patiently.
I hope you are waiting for me too.
Because I know we’ll be worth the wait.