I guess waiting isn’t too painful once you’ve realized that you weren’t holding on to the real thing. Maybe it was just the idea of you being the person I wanted and needed you to be…for me. Maybe it was all false romanticism when I thought of your heart also trying to fight the same feelings I have (had?), that all the unspoken words were mine, that we were both just waiting for someone to confirm our understanding or maybe we were both waiting for ourselves to get over these feelings and finally understand that nothing was real.