Every second and every minute I am seen as someone I am not. She thinks that I am too passionate and it scares her and other times she thinks am so impatient. Even though she doesn't hate me for being impatient, it borders her, because for her, I am too fast. Sometimes she thinks that I am so stubborn and that I think that I do not make mistakes and other times she tells me that I believe that I can do everything and that I am not better than other people.
Still some people see me as one amazing soul, nice to spend time with and fun to talk to. They say I am always smiling and always happy. For them I am intelligent and good to be a soul mate. For them, my passion and impatience are just a way of showing how much I care not a show of lack of self-control. Yet I really want to believe her because I care so much about her.
Nevertheless, even when I want to take her and this other group of people with a brush of fingers, my mind still tells me that none of them is either right or wrong. It is not difficult to see why I get these diverse reactions from people but it is difficult to understand why none of them have asked me what I think about myself. It is likely I will fall perfectly into their moulds of who I am but my saying who I am makes the difference. I still don't push so hard because i promised her that I will be patient.
Be that as it may, all I can say at this moment is that when I have passion for something, I give it everything I’ve got. When that something happens to mean someone, then I give it all my energy even when I am looked at with repugnance. In fact, when I say ‘I care about you’ it is because I am ready to protect you with my whole life if it comes to that , not because you cannot protect yourself but because your life means as much to me as my own life. When I say I need you, I mean that I am ready to be there for you should I have you, even when it seems hopeless. When I say that you are special it is because I believe that even though you are imperfect, you are one of a kind. When I say I want you to be mine, it is because, of all the women in this world, you are the one that my heart bits fastest when I think about her and I like the feeling even when you don’t show much concern to what I feel. Yes! I care about you and it is no secret.
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