Me and you, the perfect we.

I want to hold you, for you to hold me.

But it will never be, you said "I need to find me"

The emotion I feel when I look at you.

As if I found you after losing you.

Confession of a sinner, confession of love.

Will it ever be enough? 

But I respect you need to find yourself, sort your emotions.

I understand, feeling like a mess, it hurts to not know what you might do.

But for your sake, I hope you don't destroy yourself in the process,

I need you. 

It sounds crazy, and I know who I am without you. But I also know who I could be with you.

You never specified whether you never wanted me,

only you weren't ready now.

So even though it will hurt, I will be here for you.

Supporting you as a friend, waiting for when the moment is right.

Hopefully, we can one day be something.