I Love You But I’m Done Waiting For You

We’ve never been together. We never took that next step.

We never confessed our feelings. Yet, I’ve never felt more in love in my life.

You’re the one for me. Out of everyone, it’s you I see a future with.

It’s only with you that I look forward to growing old. That’s the effect you have on me.

Truth is, I know I shouldn’t love you. Our worlds are far apart. I’ve been warned about you; friends advised me not to hope, to move on.

Well, I’m proof that some things are easier said than done. And that when the mind speaks, the heart doesn’t always listen.

You see, when I admit to loving you—a person who doesn’t feel the same—no one gets it. I barely do.

Actually, I don’t understand any of this. I don’t get how love works or why I’m so in love with you.

It’s irrational and foolish, and maybe I’m a bit naive, but I don’t care. My heart wants what it wants.

Maybe it’s because we’re comfortable being ourselves around each other.

Maybe it’s because we’re each other’s safe haven.

Maybe it’s because I’m always here for you, and you’re always there for me.

Maybe it’s because opposites attract.

Either way, my heart has chosen. There’s not much I can do to change it now.

Honestly, I’m not even trying to stop loving you. Because I feel like you care for me too. I feel like you want more too.

But it seems like you’re saving us for a better time. It’s like you’re afraid to lose what we have now. And I understand that.

Here’s the thing: I’m not going anywhere. But I’m no longer waiting. I’m done waiting for something that might never happen.

There are so many what-ifs haunting me, and I can’t keep my life on hold for you. Yes, love is amazing, but it can be devastating if it’s not returned.

I’ll never stop hoping that my dreams will come true. I’ll never stop wishing that you’ll finally choose me. But I’m done waiting.

Keep treating me as if I’m your girl. Keep acting like everything is fine, like it’s normal, and like there isn’t an elephant in the room.

Keep hugging me as if I’m your everything and keep calling me beautiful. But until you let me in, until you tell me how you truly feel, I’m done seeking your attention.

Keep choosing other girls and trying to make it work with them, and I’ll keep supporting you. I’ll keep pretending it doesn’t hurt when I say I’m happy or when I tell her how lucky she is.

Don’t worry, I’ll be there to pick up the pieces. But don’t expect me to put my life on hold for you anymore.

Don’t expect me to stand still while my life passes me by as I wait for you. Because I’m done being just an observer.

I’m not saying I’m done with you. My door will always be open. I’ll always have hope that you want me as much as I want you.

I’ll always dream of our future together and look forward to the moment when you realize we’re meant to be.

I’ll always be waiting for us to write another chapter of our story with a different twist. But I’m not putting my life on hold anymore.

I’m here if you want me. I won’t go anywhere. I’ll always love you. But I won’t be here forever.