I met him in the midst of insecurity and doubt. He was so pure, so real and so right. At the time it didn't even cross my mind that he might be the one to hold me tight. Now it's going on a year and my feelings aren't translating too clear. I should want what I have, instead I want what I don't. I pray to be loved the way that he loves me, but my shallow heart does not accept it from him. What am I possibly looking for? From who else do I want it more? I'm rejecting him for someone who isn't there and comparing him to someone who used to be. He isn't the boy I pictured would sweep me off my feet, but no one else can make me this happy.
I won't love him, because I don't trust myself with loving him.
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