I Wrote This For You

by pleasefindthis

I read what you leave in public spaces. The songs you reference. The quotes you quote. I know it’s about me. I can feel you thinking of me. I want to tell you that I know and admit that I feel the same. But I can’t. Not yet.

And everyone, somewhere, is someone, if we only give them a chance.

I like to think that somewhere out there, on a planet exactly like ours, two people exactly like you and me made totally different choices and that, somewhere, we’re still together. That’s enough for me.

That the difference between pain and love is time. That love is only as real as you want it to be.

You were put on this planet to feel every feeling you could, do that. Everything works out in the end.