We all have ‘that person’, the one who we have so much feelings for, the one who has unknowingly affected us so much. For me,
that person was a friend of a friend whose confidence caught my eye. That person was the friendly talkative guy at the bar.
That person who could not be more than a friend. That person did not feel the same way that I did and yet I gave him nearly all of my heart.
Why did I do that?
I liked the way he made me feel, not the way I feel about him, but the way I feel about myself. I felt comfortable being around him. I felt that he accepted me for who I am. His confidence in himself showed me that it was possible to believe in myself too. I felt like I was enough. I like myself better because of him, this means so much to me. Hence, he too means a lot to me. When I was with him, I felt alive, for once I was actually living.
Maybe it’s because I’m inexperience, what ever so little that happened was significant to me. I could not think of any other reason that I had such strong feelings for him. It seems like anyone could have shown that to me, I do not know why it had to be him.
For that person to be out of my life, it has been difficult and it will be for a while.