I Wish You Were ‘The One’, But I’ll Never Be Yours

When I look at you, I’m astounded. Here is this wonderful person that just so happens to exist in the same world and time that I do. 

You are absolutely amazing. You are so funny I lose my breath laughing at you. You are so smart, your perspectives are refreshing. Your ability to empathize with those around you brings comfort. Your strength is so evident; your presence makes me feel safe. 

Being around you is one of the easiest things I have ever done. Sometimes I feel like we are the same person in different bodies. Our energy matches on so many things. If our energy doesn’t match, I am still able to communicate with you, and though you may not agree with me, you provide reassurance. 

I have looked for such a long time for someone just like you, but unfortunately you don’t see me quite like I do you. Do you care about me? Absolutely. But not in the same capacity as I care for you. I have been so terrified of having real feelings for someone for such a long time. I don’t want to be broken ever again, so I have shut that part of me away. But I know if anyone ever wants to love me, it would need to be someone like you. Someone who can take care of me but let me be independent. Someone who can console me and pull me up when I’m down. Someone who can make me so happy, my smile touches my eyes. 

There’s a saying for situations like this: “Right person, wrong time.” To me, that’s what you are. I’m quite sure you will never feel the same.  I wish my “one” was you. It’s unfortunate when someone sets your soul on fire, but you’re not allowed to actually feel the burn. 

I am so happy we are friends. Friends is more than enough for me. The world would be a better place if more people were like you.