What is it about certain people that creates in us a craving to be an intrinsic part of their lives?
I do not fathom.
Yet a certainty engulfs me in knowing that whatever it is, it resides within you.
Strangers once we were, forced to cross each others' paths by the delicate hands of fate.
Who knew when I laid eyes upon you that the beauty that exists within you would befriend me and caress my pain?
How ironic that we who are now friends, would meet in such a random and forgettable way. The lure of destiny it is.
I still don't even know everything about you, but yet, I want to. A fire that scorches me with the flames of curiosity, I am eager to know you, inside as much as out. Why am I so fixated on you? Another question with no answer. It is just something about you that intrigues the essence of me. I want to share my all with you. I want you to hold my hand and tell me it will be okay and I want brush the cobwebs of fear away from your soul.
I just want to love you. To be your friend. Completely. Utterly. Loyally.
I want to be the one to listen to you when your cries fall on deaf ears
I want to be the one to understand your insecurities no matter how delusional they might seem.
I want to be the one who is there to see the smile on your face when you realize that the world is indeed worth living.
I want to be the embrace that carries you to safety.
You are so amazing. You don't even know it. Your caring eyes are blinded when cast onto yourself. It hurts me that the wonderment of who you are, that wonderment that has saved so many people, fails to satisfy you. I wish I could slow you down, fight you down if I have to and make you let me take care of you. I can see how tired you have become of being the savior of so many. And I witness those stolen glances of disappointment when you're in need and no one reciprocates. You are falling apart, and even if I can't stop it, I promise I will be the net that catches the pieces of you and meticulously puts you back together. Just don't push me away. Don't let the treacherous bitterness sink its fangs into your heart, I am not like the others.
Let me in, my footsteps are light. Just let me in. I will tiptoe through your frustrations and tread softly around your failing hope until trust slowly makes its journey bonding you to me. If you have given up, I will undo the damage. If you are scared, I will shield your vulnerability. Just let me in. I will care for you, cherish you and give you the appreciation you so desperately deserve. Let me in.
I do not claim to have a crystal ball but my array of experiences have taught me how to catch a glimpse into the future. Years from now when you are whole, when you have finally discovered the magnificence of you, when you are satisfied with who you are and when you see your dreams unfold before your eyes, I will be smiling because I will know I had something to do with that journey you took, first with hesitant footsteps then with confident strides. And at that point be us memories or be us friends, we will look back and thank the heavens for pulling the strings that made us bump into each other's lives.
No hidden motives, no expectations, no selfish desires
Without condition; my love for you is absolute.