How many times did you try, just to realize it wasn’t right and never would be?
How many dates did you go on thinking I can’t wait until this is over?
How many times have you been led on thinking this was the one?
What took you so long?
I guess you were busy righting your wrongs? Fixing your mistakes on your own?
I always knew what I wanted, how I wanted to be treated. A person who treats me how I treat me, is what I needed.
I pictured us in our house cooking and cleaning. I pictured us on vacations and holiday celebrations.
I would say you had me wasting my time but then again, I was able to go through the bad to really appreciate the good. I was able to learn what I did like and what I didn’t like. What I couldn’t deal with and what I could.
I prayed about you, asked God to send you to me when the time was right. I was still being shaped and molded so I figured you were too.
I didn’t care about “living in a fantasy” or “watching too many movies” wanting that kind of love and relationship. I knew you existed.
I was searching for you in so many people, only to find a piece of you here and a piece of you there.
Now you’re here. What took you so long?