“As one hand holds us back, The other pushes us forward. To resume our lives & find our selves even with distance to interfere."

Even though I’ve only met you twice or three times and even had the chance and privilege to hang out with you and have your company, I seem not to be able to get you out of my head…even with the distance between us, I acknowledge that it is far, but yet close in some sense. I still can’t seem to get you out of my thoughts. What makes it harder for me is the knowledge of knowing that you ask about me or that you might even think about me once in awhile, even though I can’t see you I still think about you and I think about what an ass or fool I made out of myself in front of you.
It may seem strange and even crazy of me to write this or as I may put this, “to even say”. That yes I may even be infatuated with you and I might even like you more then I lead on to let people know, but I really wish I would of least of met you when you lived here in town, or that I might have an opportunity to visit you.Even as I glance at your picture I still can’t believe how beautiful you are and how funny and sweet and smart you seemed to be from my point of view, but I leave everything to time and fate, so maybe we might have a chance and then maybe just maybe I might be able to show you who I really am and what I am really about, but until that time comes I will just have to have you as a friend...for I am still dealing with a broken heart & a never ending confusion of what I really long for in my life.

A healing heart is soo hard to deal with...but time does work everything out.