I want you. I’ve been watching you at a distance for a long time. A very, very, very, long time. Imagining. Contemplating. Dreaming. Wishing and hoping and screaming and longing. Believing, even when reality screams “no.” We are completely different, but ironically, exactly the same. Both 31. Both leading a life with no clear direction, both terrified of still being alone. Fast approaching a life where youth ceases to exist, without any sense of decency or remorse. A brick wall filled with reality, in all it’s ugly glory. A reality that humbles as much as it offers up hope. I spent 3 hours ‘reading you’ tonight. Studying you, but only in the most passive way possible. Worshipping, perhaps, though really just enjoying getting to know your imperfections. Enjoying and marvelling at your humanity. I know that I could make you complete. That’s at least my dream. To put my words into your heart somehow, make you truly believe me. Force you against a wall, and pour into you. Find connection. I feel ashamed to finally put my words in the open, but I also feel alive. I know you are exactly who I need. I know I am exactly who you need. I’m stable, smart, sophisticated. Uncomfortable, sure. That may always be an obstacle Awkward – yes, quite possibly. But fear not. I am completely committed to the dream of reeling you in. I want every inch of you and I don’t intend on giving up until you exist inside of me, and me alone. I know you want escape. I know you want to live a life that matters. I know you want a life you can feel proud to say is your own. Let me make you mine, let me enter into you. Complete you. Give you purpose. Just let me in. Find me, connect with me. I promise, I won’t let you down. Jennifer, come find me.
Posted on: Sun, 21 Jul 2013 10:45:12 +0000
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