I could only write my feelings here where you will never find it for such feelings have no place in your heart. I’m not the one for you, it might be too early to say it but deep inside I knew from the start that you will never be mine and I could never be yours. You came into my life without me knowing it, started with curiosity and ended with love. It's already been years but I have survived even with endless questions if you’re doing fine and if someone had already stolen your heart. You inspire me to be better, your very existence turned my world into something that I never knew I could be, and losing you would mean that I need to let go of such a wonderful world without you in it.

I wanted to confess right from the moment I met you but who was I for you to notice, I was just a lonely girl that leans on love to live, I never cared for the world, I just ride with the wind to wherever it leads me. When you came, I found out that the wind was me, my decisions carry me to my future, it doesn’t control me, it is me. I wanted you to see what kind of girl I’ve become, but maybe it's too late, what difference does it make?

There are times I wanted to end this pain, the struggle to be better, the expectations and failures but then you would appear and heal me again, and when I get back up you would disappear. You always have an impeccable timing but when I finally think that there is hope you’re nowhere to be found. The only connection left between you and me is ’ what if ’ millions of what if, is the only bridge that connects us.

You’re not perfect, no one is. I’ve seen a lot of your flaws and sometimes that is enough for me to stop loving you, but it didn’t, it made me love you more than I did before, made me appreciate you even more.

We have the same ambitions, we could end up in the same place. We wanted the same path and the same future. You got there first, while I'm confused if  I should still follow my heart or f I should still go to you. All I ask is a single hope that could stop me from being tired of running towards you, there are a lot of challenges and some of them include me letting you go. If I did, then what am I suppose to do then?

You’re either the biggest mistake or the best choice I’ve ever had. Whatever ending this will have, for now, I choose to hold on, I choose the pain that might lead me to you although in the other side I know that you are not waiting for me, I choose to love you.