Mar 08, 2011 00:31
Here at the end of the day when I am exhausted, stressed, disoriented, and overly temperamental, I just feel so alone.
Sometimes I wonder how much you really care. Would you really be honest with me like I asked? Would you rush to me and hold me when I'm breaking? Would you notice if I were gone, would you try to find me? If I were to just disappear from your life, would you come chasing after me?
I doubt it. You'd just move on right away and forget probably.
I'm not particularly interesting or dynamic in character, and I'm extraordinarily average in appearance. Sometimes I feel completely worthless and I am almost nothing next to you. I probably can never make you as happy as your friends or previous relationships. But still I want to be acknowledged and appreciated for at least trying. Do you even notice the magnitude of my feelings towards you?
And yet despite all my flaws, there is someone out there who loves me and will wait for me without me even trying. A wonderfully kind and patient person who is open to thoughts and emotions. Someone who wouldn't want me to disappear from their life, and someone I don't want to loose either. Why would they, with their pureness and moral consciousness, love someone like me?
Three years of shunning serious romantic relationships, and I still haven't overcome my insecurities and fears. I do feel more mature and grown up, a better person than from before. But as soon as love is in the picture, I instinctively step back. I don't want to hurt anyone, and I don't want to get hurt. I want to love, but she refuses to share the sentiments.
All I really want is just someone who would love us as a person. Not a projection of ideals or expectations or social image, but a human being. Is that really all that much to ask?
love