Timpi – to control one self
I love him so and it is so real.
It not the teary-dazed-daydreaming kind.
I want to be there for him.
I want to help him.
I want to be his shoulders when he is tired.
I want to be the voice that prompts him towards great things.
I want to be the one he gets vulnerable with.
He doesn’t let me.
He doesn’t make it easy to love him.
He is too independent.
He has no care in the world.
He does not need me in the mix of his perfect world.
Standing outside his world, I hold myself back. After all, women should have some class.
When he smiles and talk with those ladies, I turn the other way so no one sees my hurt.
When the feelings overwhelm me and I need to be in his embrace, I walk away. I find solace in hugging my legs to myself.
When I think he needs me, I hold back.
I need to restrain myself.
I hope someday, he will realize I’ve always been here all the time waiting, waiting patiently.
Here is a link to Day one prompt Kilig.