"I wanted to tell you about the fluttering of my heart when I first heard your voice but I didn’t want you to pass me off as an overly hopeless romantic who believes feeling butterflies
is the first step in the road towards marriage.
And I wanted to tell you I couldn’t breathe when you weren’t talking to me but I always sworn to myself that I wouldn’t become dependent on anyone or anything and saying that you helped me breathe made me feel so weak that I began to hate myself.
I wanted to make a list of all the things I loved about you and write it into a cliche song or poem with a witty title but I realized I had written so many songs and poems about you that maybe you would realize how much I feared losing you and use it against me.
I wanted to be my best around you but somehow you brought out my weaknesses and when you told me we all have some darkness within us I thought you must have been lying because you were sitting right in front me and all that came from you was light.
I wanted to be your everything but I was just a reflection of the moon on your bedroom window.
The way you wish you felt when you woke up from a long sleep.
The hope that distance would one day cease to exist,
and that was more than I could have ever hoped to be but somehow it just wasn’t enough."