I know that honestly, I am everything you have ever wanted. I get it, I do. The way you talk to me for hours on end. The way I know exactly what to say to turn your heart into a base drum that doesn’t know how to stop. The way you care for me in ways no one else has before. I know that I am all that you have wanted for so long – you made up your mind about me long ago.
Yet, I still can’t seem to make up my mind about you. I care for you, I told you so – I don’t think what we have is casual, or unimportant. I would rather talk to you than anyone else. I spend so much of my free time talking to you, and every moment feels as natural as anything I’ve ever known. Yet, I can’t seem to decided whether the two of us should fully go for it – to try out this in a real way. I have my reasons and even you admit that they kind of make sense: timing is off, I am not ready, I don’t want to ruin what we already have. I am quick to find reasons to wait, but slow to truly entertain the possibility of us becoming something real. Then you hold on, you give me time, because you don’t want to be the one to rush me, or come off as clingy or demanding. But truly, you deserve more than someone who can’t make up their mind about you.
It is one thing to give someone time and space to work out a decision – we all need that from time to time. Making decisions that affect our lives require thought and even reflection to be certain we are ready, or at least to give it a shot.