For years I’ve waited. I’ve been the patient one. I didn’t jump in for fun.
For years I’ve waited. I was the wise one. Though nothing I ever advised was done.
For years I’ve waited. To be told I’m loved. By someone who wasn’t supposed to.
Now I stand on the edge. I stand on the precipice of what has been in my life and what could be. I stand on the edge as you look at me.
I’ve always told others to jump in and go for it. To say how they felt and they wouldn’t regret it.
And here I am wanting to tell you that I like you, but thinking that their case and mine are not the same.
My life is different, I’ve always argued. They were the pretty ones. And I was there wishing that I was.
Now, however, everything has changed. I know who I am and what I am capable of.And I know that I am beautiful.
I know that sometimes things don’t work out, but that doesn’t mean we don’t go for them.
Sometimes people don’t feel the same, but that shouldn’t bring us to the conclusion that we are not worthy.
You are worthy. And I am worthy.
And all I want right now is to tell you that I see your worthiness.
I see how you struggle but I’m here to tell you, you are wonderful.
I see the little things that make me laugh, the little things that somehow make me feel more worthy.
I want to be the one who makes you laugh. The one who points you towards God in everything.
You are worthy. And so am I.
So even if I open my lips and say I like you, and you don’t say yes, I know I’ll be just fine.