I enjoy writing.  Sentences give me joy.  I feel enamoured by how words flow, It is like a warm shower. Comforting.  It feels like droplets jubilantly dancing on my soul. I love how the sounds play in my ear  and how words seem to catch me in a game of tag. I love how definitions build mountains in my brain and how I build bridges to cross.  I love that I get to venture, And catch people's eyes.  I enjoy writing. 

I hope for you to know that whenever I was distant or seemingly disinterested, my only goal was that I didn't want to grow too attached. I knew it would be detrimental for both of us. I care about you so much that I made sure that I would never stand in the way of your goals, no matter how hurt I might become. I did all that for your sake, and it ruined me and our relationship. I was between a rock and a hard place. My mental state was being crushed. Eventually, I couldn't bear the weight, and so I figured that telling you would liberate me from all of it. When those words came out, I was crushed in a different way, the kind where I completely collapsed. Despite my initial sorrow, I saw good come out of the situation. I no longer have to carry such a large burden with a frail structure. I rebuilt myself; with a lot more durability and a lot more love. I have settled with what you could give me. My hope now is that I can win you back. I just want to see where that takes me, wher...

It's kind of nice not having to give you so much attention. It's kind of nice that I don't have to make sure you are alright all the time. It's kind of nice that the times I think of you and is when I think of others. It's nice that you don't get a little extra piece of me anymore.       I've never been careful with what I say; that's what makes me me. When I gave you my puppy love, I lost my bark. I feel free that I no longer have to approach you with a censor. If you don't like my new self, the one prior to you, then goodbye. 

Now that everything is out on the table, I can finally work on making it good again. For some time, my secrets were keeping me from being fully present with you. Now I can be better. 

Today I felt relieved that I was unbothered by a lot of things that would usually bother me. I couldn't avoid all of them, but I practiced some self-control. My heart didn't even ache. 

I have fond memories of brushing my fingers along your gentle locks.  You felt warm, like chamomile. I got lost in the curls.  It felt like bliss when I gave you love.  You ran away; you're still running.  I wish for you to see the world and all its possibilities. I wish for you to see me along the way.