Unsent 💌

If it wasn’t so early, I’d tell you that I felt a spark.

If it wasn’t so early , I’d tell you I felt a connection.

If it wasn’t so early. I’d tell you that I want to talk more.

If it wasn’t so early, I’d tell you that I love your voice.

If it wasn’t so early, I’d say that you’ve ignited a fire inside of me.

If it wasn’t so early, I’d tell you the way your energy turns me on.

If it wasn’t so early, I’d reconsider the where I want to move.

If it wasn’t so early, I’d tell you I hate that you take for ever to text back.

If it wasn’t so early, I’d tell you that your smile is on constant replay in my mind.

If it wasn’t so early, I’d tell you I miss our deep conversations.

My ego wants to believe you began to pull back because you were afraid of what this might be. That it’s easier to let go than to be vulnerable.

But reality may be that my feelings were one sided.

The reality may be you may have someone already.

The reality may be, we weren’t meant to be.

The reality is I don’t even know much about you.

But I’d be lying if I say you didn’t stir something up inside of me.

Your confidence pulled me in.

But your responsiveness repelled me out.

Your depth consumed me.

But your distance released me.