I don’t understand why things had to come to an end. I refuse to believe that they will come to an end. You said it would be forever, so why would there be an end? I’ll wait. I’ll be here.
Let me tell you the truth right here and now. Just allow me to break things down for you. I was willing to be patient. I wasn’t in a rush. I wanted to wait for you. I was ready to be there for you when you would become ready too. I was so ready to give you every single thing I had. I was ready to just dive into the pool with you. Time wasn’t an issue for me. It was never an issue for me. I knew I could endure the pain. I know that I could endure the long wait. I was ready for it. I craved for it. I was motivated to get through it.
But despite all of that, you just chose to get up and leave without prior notice. I didn’t see it coming at all. I just got caught off guard. I didn’t even get a warning. I didn’t see the signals. I didn’t see the red flags. I found myself severely disoriented. I didn’t know what to do or where to go. I didn’t know what to think or how to feel. So many questions started running through my mind and all of them were left without answers. Is this what I asked for myself? Did I really want to invest so much of myself into someone who didn’t really care much about me; who didn’t really care about me at all? You know just how much the passion inside of me was burning for you. I know that you understand you consumed all the corners of my mind. You knew just how much of myself I was willing to give to you and you still chose to just walk away without explanation.
So here I am, baring my entire soul to you. I can confirm without reservation that my heart still beats for you. There is still a void in my life that has yet to be filled because of your absence. My heart races at the thought of you coming back to me. My brain overworks itself with all the daydreams and the fantasies that all revolve around you. Even though you chose to leave me a long time ago, the weight of your absence continues to linger. How is that even possible? How can you still leave such a big effect on my life without having to be here? It’s like magic. But then again, the feelings I had for you have always felt magical.
So I’m still here. I’m still waiting like I used to before. I’m waiting and dreaming that you’ll somehow find a way to stumble back into my life. I hope that you can somehow find it in your heart to consider being with me again just like it is in my dreams. I am desperate for your love; your companionship. I hope that the universe sees my sorrow and my passion and somehow just wills you to reenter my life. I hope that somehow the gods of love will take pity on me and trust in my sincerity. But above all, I hope that you still think of me the way that I still think of you. I hope that I still have a place in your heart to make up for the hole that you just left in mine.
This is my piece. This is my confession. This is my personal admission of just how big an impact you have had on my life. You left me heartbroken and my heart continues to weep at the thought of you leaving. But I still maintain that hope of your return. I will persist and I will remain resilient. I will continue to live my life as normal as possible, but I will still keep myself open to the idea of welcoming you back into my universe.
I’m ready to fulfill all of the plans that we made for each other. I’m sure of my intentions even though I’m not sure how I’m exactly going to do it. I just know that I will do everything I possibly can to get you back. I don’t care if it won’t be enough; because as of now, you’re gone. Fate has somehow lost its luster. Destiny became uninterested. What used to be a place of warmth and comfort is now freezing over. I wish I could take things back to where they used to be. I’m willing to endure all the pain and the tedious waiting. I will smile behind the tears that are welling up in my eyes. I’ll do all of that just to get you back into my life. I don’t understand why things had to come to an end. I refuse to believe that they will come to an end. You said it would be forever, so why would there be an end? I’ll wait. I’ll be here.
