goodbye?
I guess this is a goodbye. Not completely, although I don’t know where we stand right now. But a goodbye to the person you used to be, the person I first fell for, the person who seems to be gone. I wanted it to be you so badly. I wanted you to be my one hit wonder—my first and my last. I should have known that it wasn’t going to work. I think I did, in a lot of ways. But I was so desperate to feel things that I plunged ahead without thinking. I still don’t regret it. I had you for a bit. I know now that I deserve better than the person you are right now. I'm not going to call you a man, because it’s my understanding that a man wouldn’t act the way you have. I deserve a man who looks at the world the same way I do. One who looks at everything about me—flaws, laughter, jokes, mess-ups, morning breath, flat eyelashes—and still thinks I'm the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. I deserve a man who points me to God, one who I can grow and pray with. A man who will choose me ag...