I love you. I love myself more.
So much can be different if you just take the leap. For a very long time, I have loved you, dealt with you patiently, waited for you.
But no more. I like how I see myself with new eyes and move on to do new things.
I hate that you clutch me and hold on to me. I don’t know what I would do if you take the leap someday.
The one who waited