You are missing out. It's that simple. I'm a good person, a happy person, a fun person. I haven't always been, it's not just ego talking. I've spent years learning, listening to my instincts, guidance from good friends. Growing. I like this place I'm at. You're just a small part. Sure, you make me happy in the rare moments we spend together but in the in betweens? I'm just as content. Alone or surround by others, I'm me.
I'm the person that cares deeply but doesn't often show it. When you see my smile you know it's real. Genuine. I'm strong and confident though I hide a soft, squishy center deep inside. You've been lucky enough to have seen some of it, whether you get more though remains to be seen. I want that connection with you but we've hit a roadblock, a river we need to get across but we can't do it alone, apart.
I'm still the girl you fell for, I'm quiet and shy, silly and serious. I care too much about everything in my life to the point that it all hurts me at some point. I used to run away from it all, hide out when they all got too close but now, now I'd rather feel the ups and downs than to coast through the mundane, the consistent. I'm the girl who doesn't need every day but the one who wants the years, the soul mate with lives entwined. Coming and going but always to each other. Carnal, primal. Real. Honest.
I get you - we're so much of the same. But I don't know where we go from here. I'm alone in my happiness while you're running away from such a great thing. Turn around - you'll see it's not so bad.
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