For Me and For Her

For as long as I remember, I’ve searched for her.

I smiled at her.

I talked with her.

I laughed with her.

I helped her.

I worked with her.

I became friends with her.

I respected her.

I adored her.

All in hopes of finding out that the moment with her existed.

The moment of staring at her and knowing the search was over.

I thought she was there across the hallway.

I thought she was the one who made me forget Valentine’s Day existed.

I thought she walked into my life with shades on.

I thought she was going to make things seem amazing.

I thought she could have been a part of my very core.

I thought she was going to be a part of my long-term plans.

I thought she made my heart melt into words.

I cared about her.

I missed her.

I flirted with her.

I texted her.

I wrote about her.

I expressed myself to her.

I prayed for her.

I fell in love with her.

All to see her walk away from my life repeatedly.

Still though, I’ll keep on searching for her, so we can build a future.

For me and for her.