No one’s giving me life like you
Jumped into this one quickly – but I couldn’t help myself, I was excited getting to know you. We met through a mutual friend, one that I haven’t heard from in a while. He said that you were interested in me, which was a surprise since all it took was one look at my photo. Our friend showed me your picture, and I thought that you were cute; sooner than you knew, we started messaging each other right away. It wasn’t long before we were on our first date, which I believe was all planned within a day (such efficiency, indeed!) We went out for dinner, and played it by ear. You picked me up from my house, and you gave me a big hug – it was a good beginning. Dinner went out well, discussing about ourselves and sharing our interests and opinions on current events. Following dinner was dessert, and eventually watching the sun set by the water. Five hours was the length of our date, and I loved every minute I spent with you. From our conversations to our hand holding moments, as well as the kisses that we shared – it couldn’t have been more perfect.
A few days had gone by, and I was already talking about you: to our friend, my friends, and even my sister. You were fondly on my mind, and I looked forward every time that I would see you. I would sometimes take the bus when you offered to pick me up where I was situated, whether that be at work or even at the gym – any moment I could see you was enough to make my day. From late night eats to soon meeting your friends, I admired how you felt comfortable sharing me to people you care most. I was taken by surprise to find out you are still friends with your former love; it’s rare to see people happy for each other and still be in each other’s lives. Your friends are such great people, and they share similar interests with you. I love that you have a passionate for the arts, and how you can express yourself at any given moment. You brought out a great energy to the people within your embrace.
Not having any concerns about where this was going, I was satisfied with everything you gave. From sharing each other’s food to the tender moments, there was not much to worry. One day, you called me and told me how you felt – it wasn’t what I was expecting. But I can’t blame you, sometimes honesty has to hurt. You are not ready to be in a serious relationship, I understand. And while I pretended to be okay to still see you, I was only lying to myself. I just wanted you, and no one else. But that’s the thing about relationships: the love can’t go one way, and you can’t force someone to feel the same way. I started feeling a bit awkward when we would hang out after that talk. Much I was excited to see you and have you holding me, things were not the same. You would share details about us to your friends, which didn’t bother me at first; but my thoughts would linger on the information you gave out. But that doesn’t matter, not anymore.
Last time that I saw you, you were giving out your all on the stage. Your performance was outstanding, no matter what critiques you gave yourself. I appreciated seeing you in your element, where you feel most comfortable. With you, I rediscovered what I liked about myself, the part of me that made me happy. I enjoyed what you gave to me: a reminder to live out what you love. You keep yourself busy with work, creating art, and other things I can not wait to experience. Although our time together was not long, I can see a friendship developing with you. Hope to keep in touch, and hopefully we can create some beautiful art together. To you, the one who never backs down in what they believe, thank you for showing me the potential a person has, and the passion one has for the arts.
Sincerely,
The Revival
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