And just for thought...
He seems to be everything I was asking for,
kind eyes, a funny smile, a gentle touch,
but I can't seem to figure out if I am what he wants.
We speak fondly of each other,
enjoying each other's company when we sit together
yet there seems to be something missing.
He is unlike anyone I have ever been with.
He is hesitant and uncertain, sensitive and polite.
I have yet to give him what I offer everyone else.
At times I appear to be intimidated by this gentleman.
I ask myself why I am doubting him.
Perhaps because he is everything I thought I wanted.
So why am I so scared?
What if he isn't everything I thought he was?
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.