I don’t know how else to say this. I’m still waiting for you. It’s been 3 long years. Sadly you have a boyfriend so I can’t put you in that uncomfortable position: revealing my feelings when your heart belongs to another.
How long must I wait? How long do I have to quell this storm in my heart? How long can the truth be beguiled before the actions and mannerisms reveal hints and truths to this illusion?
I make illusory of the grandeur don’t I? However I believe that if there were such a thing as soul-mates I couldn’t find a better living example of this than we.
I don’t mean to infer some imperative sense of melodramatic love akin to the tragedy between the Montagues and the Capulets. I just mean to say that I love you and it’s not wholly a romantic form of love at all.
…but there could be something there. I think it’s worth exploring and worth the wait. So I’ll keep waiting.
I hope you’re open to this notion more than my mind fears you’ll act on the contrary.
I just hope that my own lack of a voice won’t be heard until then.