When the doubt sets in and I know it's never going to happen, I want nothing more than for you to prove me wrong.
I wrote a message to myself in pink ink and stuck it inside my purse to remind myself of this moment when I am most alone but feel most myself.
When you linger too long in my thoughts I start to forget that I am happy, I am loved, and I am everything you thought I was.
I heard a song I know you would love and I want nothing more than to send it to you tied in a ribbon of expectation.
In amongst the other men, you were the constant I kept circling back to. You were the one who remained when others didn't. You were the one expected everything but wanted nothing.