I delete your number. I unfollow you on social media. I have occasional lapses. I’ll look you up on Facebook. I’ll reread old letters. But there are days when you aren’t my first thought in the morning.
Please, give people the benefit of the doubt. Think about where they are coming from. Have empathy.
You tell me to have faith, and God, I am really trying.
You can never be fully present or in control.
Sensitivity is never a weakness. You don’t need to be heartless to be strong.
I could have spent a lifetime in your embrace until a loud unexpected clap of thunder jolted me awake.
Even being half the woman you are would be a blessing.
You will cry.
I can’t risk making you my forever.