still here in the waiting

10.10.2026.

i'm not alone.
i have my family. i have my relatives. i have my friends. i have me.

but sometimes, it can feel lonely.
i miss having a hand to hold.
i miss talking about sweet nothings. 
i miss having inside jokes. 
i miss sharing food. 
i miss listening to someone's stories.
i miss being someone's "go-to" person, to share something with.
i miss thinking about a special moment over and over again, smiling to myself until i fall asleep.
i miss giggling and gushing over the little things.
i miss looking forward to dates, to anniversaries and even birthdays. 

i don't have a particular person in mind. not at all.
but i wish i have someone i can call "my person". 
i wish i would be comfortable.
i wish he won't hurt me whether intentionally or unintentionally.
i wish he would hate to see me cry... i hope he won't make me cry.
i hope he would treat me well. and i hope i would too.
i hope we get to spend a lot of time together and be supportive of one another.
i hope we get to try a lot of things.
i hope we get to achieve a lot of our dreams.
i hope he listens to me. 
i hope he notices me.
i hope he would understand me even with just a glance. 
i hope he would take care of me and my heart.
i hope he would respect me and my family.
i hope he would love me genuinely. 
i hope he pays attention, no matter how big or small... i hope he cares. 
i hope he holds my hand when i'm happy, when i'm sad, when i'm scared, or when i just need someone.  
i hope he supports whatever i put out to the world. i hope he never ruins my confidence and the way i see myself.
i hope he will love me for me.
i wish i would be happy around him.
and i wish i could meet him very soon.


i think i'm ready to meet you.
i know that i will love you wholeheartedly. 

my arm is stretched out, i don't even know if there's someone looking for me.
well... i hope you are.
come find me. i'm right here.
i'm still here in the waiting.




stamped and posted.


love,
me.

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