I feel when I think of this certain person as if I am awake yet dreaming. He is not mine. He does not know I exist. Yet, somehow he makes my knees weak.
I imagine if I truly knew him I'd find his flaws just the same. That he'd point out all my quirks and the sparing of lovers would continue, just in another arena. But would it?
Is it possible that a soulmate, a true love, someone who sees your 'flaws' yet still is madly in love with you really exists?
I have settled for many things, including 'love' (or what turned out to not be love) in my past but in my heart there this dream of true love still lives. How it's survived all it's lies, aches, breaks and general mistreatment I will never know. How even in it's current state, it manages to still believe, even when the thinking part of me has given up on it, my heart still believes.
So dearest love, my heart tells me you are real and you are out there in this big world somewhere, this has been a note to let you know I still believe and I still wait to be held and safe in your embrace.
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