I do not deserve whatever niceness, sacrifices and patience that comes with — or without conditions.
Everybody tells me the best things about you.
Over time I have slowly seen, and felt for myself what they mean.
I'm comfortable around you. It is extremely easy to talk about everything under the sun.
I am happy.
But you'll soon realize I'm not the girl worth having.
Because for as long as it had been, I was waiting. Probably still am.
I am not sure what. There seems to be nothing left to wait for.
I am not sure what. There seems to be nothing left to wait for.
I might get over it tomorrow. Or I could be stuck here (to nothing) a year later.
I don't know. I do know though it has always been that one person.
Even if my own feelings aren't reciprocated the same way, it hardly changes a thing.
And you need to know.
You need to know I don't deserve anyone's perfection - not at the moment.
Your ^^ words when I am down. I see the little gestures and each time, it touches me.
Your presence grows bit by bit.
But tell me, how do I keep receiving from you when there's not much I can return?
You are the last person I ever want to disappoint.
I am sorry. I really am. For not being able to pull us closer.
It is definitely my loss — but this is a loss I must carry on with.
No one should selfishly hold up another person's right to happiness.
No games. No twirling around the finger just for the attention.
I have never been that sort of girl.
