I always look back at what I write…and I really have to take my own advice. He is not the only one that can make things right (I hold my heart)…I have a chance too, so I am certainly going to take it.

You see, he is often on mind…right now he is over 2,000 miles away and I can’t help but have him consuming my thoughts…in a good way. I started to wonder if giving him the ultimatum was the right thing to do? Should we have just continued doing what we were doing?

This is how I was looking at it…in doing what we were doing, I still knew he wasn’t ready. Because of this, and then him pushing me away, I started to question whether the feelings were mutual. Did he really like me, would he ever be ready to love me…and not just any love…that ‘clumsy’ trippin, stumbling, fumbling, slippin, tumbling…kind of love??

Yeaaahhh…part of the problem was that I was feeling that ‘clumsy’ kind of love. I am in no hurry…I just have to relax, take a deep breath, and no matter what let him know that I will always be here for him.

Remember, what is meant to be will always find its way. I am your friend, your confidant, a shoulder to cry on, and a hand to pull you up when you fall.