STUCK ON YOU

STUCK ON YOU

I saw a picture of you tonight. I think of you almost every day. It’s sad, but I can’t seem to let you go, even though you flew the coop. Seeing the picture of you reminded me how much I thought I loved you, how much my dreams were dashed when you vanished. You are the only man who has ever made my heart flutter and took my breath away just looking at your picture.

You have a charisma about you that is captivating. I’ve never had a more perfect first date; I’ve never felt such an amazing feeling. While our tenure together was short. I learned so very much, and am grateful for the time we were able to share. I think I'm stuck on you, but it's time to set you free in my heart and mind.

I hope one day you’ll find yourself. And when you do, I hope you will find someone to love you with a love that will not end. I hope one day you’ll find peace with yourself, love with in yourself. After all, if you can’t love yourself, how the HELL are you going to love anyone else.

Here’s my confession: Maybe I wasn’t “Ready to Love Again” and maybe you were just “Falling”. Maybe the timing was all wrong, maybe I misjudged you, but how can I have regrets about something that at the time seemed so perfect. The truth is that even now, I’m stuck on you. The truth is that I loved you then. But the real truth is that I loved what I thought to be you. I wish you perfect peace. I hope you find love. I hope you find your faith in God again. Thank you, dear one, for the moments we shared. Thank you for the kisses and than you for the many lessons I’d have never had the opportunity to learn otherwise.