Fleeting love, lasting ache.

I met him months ago, drawn to his charm and wit. We danced around each other in a back-and-forth, always just out of reach. He told me to wait, but how long could I? I gave up, feeling ignored and insecure. In the end, my mistake was thinking I didn’t belong. Now, I’m left with a love that never fully bloomed, a pain that lingers far too long, and unanswered questions. Was I wrong to need more? Was I impatient for wanting to feel seen? The ache remains, and I wonder if it will ever fade.

I met him months ago, drawn to his charm and wit. We danced around each other in a back-and-forth, always just out of reach. He told me to wait, but how long could I? I gave up, feeling ignored and insecure. In the end, my mistake was thinking I didn’t belong. Now, I’m left with a love that never fully bloomed, a pain that lingers far too long, and unanswered questions. Was I wrong to need more? Was I impatient for wanting to feel seen? The ache remains, and I wonder if it will ever fade.