It is with regret that I must post that I feel as though I am moving on.
I cling to the hope that you will contact me but the longer that the silence lingers between us, the more that the noose tightens around the hope of a future for you and I.
I feel bittersweet tendrils of acceptance shadowing my once vibrant optimism.
But know this; I will never forget you.
Whitney Houston is warbling about saving her love for someone, whilst I lie in bed at 10 past 1 in the afternoon, having not slept yet. I am overflowing with words but I must retreat from reality and recede into a restful reverie.
Dear special you,
I’m thinking of you, as I lie in bed. I really miss you and the manner in which we used to talk to each other. There was a time when we spoke everyday. You made me feel wanted, necessary and so loved.
We communicated with each other on an equal basis. In fact, it was such a thrill to know someone who would initiate the first move in terms of getting in contact with one another.
I miss how you would ask questions in your replies to my texts and e-mails just so that our conversations wouldn’t finish prematurely.
I wish that you still saw me in the same way that you did in the past and that I meant as much to you as I used to.
You said that I was the light of your life.
You were the colours to my rainbow.
You were the wings to my phoenix.
You were to the leaves to my tree.
I know I am but an exiguous glow in the face of the luminosity that is exuded from the beacon of he whom is closest to you. I will not pretend that any affection that you have for myself could ever compare to the regard that you have for him. I wouldn’t want to compete with that. However I can’t help but yearn for the friendship that we had. I would love to be the second most important person in your life, aside from family members and to be your favourite female again.
That all said and done, I am grateful that you are in my life at all. I dreamt of you last night and I think that doing so is what has spurred me on to post this.
2014 is hopefully the year that we will rekindle our relationship. Don’t let us drift. After I post this, I will watch our videos and reminisce.
I love you.
Goodbye for now!
With lots of love and hugs,
Your Anna. :)
Oh, I do love my feet being stroked. :3
I just went back and read all of the Tumblr posts that I’ve ever blogged. I’m not sure why I did that. X3 It was a lovely window into the past though! ~