I love that feeling of potential. Do you understand what I mean? That beautiful border line between friendship and romance where things are free to be whatever they want to be, no obligations or worries. I’m certainly not promoting the “friends with benefits” idea, I simply just enjoy the relaxed atmosphere of mutual liking that is the fine line between a friendship and a romance. I could actually set up camp and just live on that line. For the rest of my life.
Romance is too scary for me right now. Every time I think I’m ready for it, I just end up running away screaming. Most of the time it’s because I’m scared. Every time romance rears her beautiful head I end up being so scared of what might come I just run away, heading for the hills, hoping she won’t find me again but secretly hoping she actually does so I can stop being so scared.
I’m not mature enough to be in a relationship. I am still in the process of growing and everytime I try to rush that process God always slows me down and kind of whispers that the time isn’t here yet. That I have to wait, because his special someone is coming. Just a little bit longer, he says.
Soon, he says.