There isn’t a right person for us. There is a person whom, if you stop to think about it, is actually the wrong person. Because the right person does everything right, arrives on time, says the right things, does the right things…, but we don’t always need the right things. The wrong person makes you lose your head, do crazy things, run late, die and live for love. There will come a day when the wrong person will not look for you and it will be in that moment that you will meet and your giving yourselves to each other will become truer. The wrong person is actually what people call the right person. That person who will make you cry, but an hour later wipe away your tears. That person who will make you loose sleep, but will give you a night of unforgettable love in exchange. That person who might hurt you, but fill you with kindness after asking for your forgiveness. That person may not always be by your side but think of you all the time nonetheless. It’s good that there is a wrong person for each of us because life is not safe, nothing here is certain, what is really certain is that we have to live every moment, every second, loving, smiling, crying, thrilling, thinking, acting, desiring, obtaining… —Luis Fernando Verissimo
I just don’t know what to do. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way, and the feeling is great…just not so sure it’s mutual any longer :-(
I wanna hang on because there is alway hope, right? I mean that is what gets me through on a lot of days. I try and not txt as much so I don’t seem needy and clingy, but am I going about it the right way? Will it ruin the chance that they might think I’m losing interest when it isn’t the case? Granted our whole relationship thus far has been via txt and phone chats. Which I look forward to daily. Makes me smile, and I have been feeling better about myself. I like the mystery behind it all, the getting to know someone before you actually meet so when you finally do, feels like you already know them like you’ve known them for ever. Ugh why does it have to be so hard? I guess it was never supposed to be easy and takes a lot of work which I am prepared to do. I won’t give up hope that one day it will work out and if it does great, if not at least I can’t say I never tried.