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late nights
| It was late that night on the phone. I'm sitting on the sidewalk, in my work clothes, my head in my hands. And you said all the right things. I wish I could go back.. you asked a question.. "why me?" you wanted to know why I would choose you. I'm not sure that "choose" would be the right word, because I didn't. And I wish I could go back and answer that question with words that truly expressed how I felt instead of the sarcastic comment that most likely came out of my mouth at the time. If I could do that moment over again I would tell you how amazing I think you are. Everything I've ever wanted I see in you. You have definitely had my attention from the first time I saw you, and that goes back years. There is something about you- maybe it's your confidence, the way you carry himself, the way you are with your son. Whatever it is, you've got me. I had no idea I would fall this hard, that you would be on my mind constantly. I'm terrified of getting involved in something so intense. I know I'm not ready. I have problems when it comes to anyone getting close to me. And I know you could- you just might be that person who could do that for me. I had no idea I was capable of feeling like this. No idea that I could want something so much. And that it's you makes it that much better. I'm scared because I always manage to pull away when a relationship gets too intense. I have this emotional wall around me that's been there for a long time. I assumed the possibility of that coming down anytime soon was near impossible, given what I've been through. But when I'm with you, for some reason, I can feel myself breaking down. I wish I could have told you all those things that night on the phone. But then what? You can't leave. I'm not ready for something like this. So I hold back- for you, for me, whatever the reason, right now, I just can't say those things. Maybe one day I can tell you, maybe one day you will understand me. All I know is that if I could spend all my time with you, I'd be happy andI have never wanted to spend all my time with any one person. |
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