I have this big desire.
I want to tell you about.
But I’m afraid you’ll think I’m crazy.
I’m afraid I’ll think I’m crazy when I say it out loud.
I want you to make love not only to my body.
I want you to make love to my soul.
I wouldn’t let you before.
You didn’t try hard enough.
But I don’t want to be afraid anymore.
Do I love you?
Or do I wish I loved you?
Maybe I love the version of you I created in my head.
A man gentle, calm, strong and balanced, like a hundreds years old tree.
But I cannot make you love me with the strength of my thoughts. Not the real you, not the you in my head.
I cannot make you see what you are missing, what we could create together. Not if you are not open for it.
I can keep trying, wasting my energy on this idea, this vision I created, or leave it as it is. As another chapter of my life and start a new one.
Time to leave this path and take a new one. I’ll let it go, free you from my head, and make space in my heart for new feelings, experiences and love. It’s time.