In More Ways Than 1

In a way I sensed the distance before the distance itself even presented

In a way I knew he would be a challenge which would result in me possibly over expressing myself.

I don't think I did. I just kept it real.

It's said to go after what you want and that's what I attempted to do, in full force and failed.

Or maybe not.

Actually I didn't.

Maybe it was just him not knowing how to handle me. I didn't come off aggressive I actually presented more girly.

More girly in the sense, that I laughed a lot. Would cuddle when the time was right. I'd be serious sometimes but playful more so than not.

I didn't nag, just friendly conversation..

How'd your day go, and when's your next vacation?

Drastically, abruptly, suddenly, still.

Silence filled the air that we both once shared.

Here and there, the how are you's came and went.

Random aim's and texts that would jump start my heart again.

A smile would appear but as quickly as it came it would in the same instance disappear

"How's my sexy caramel hunny bun?"

Is this you? Really you?

There is something that is wanted, not you just you being cute

Seconds turn to minutes

Minutes turn to hours.

Hours turn to days.

Days turn to weeks

Weeks turn to months.

AND

Months turn to a couple years that flashed by without the least bit of communication

My eyes became glazed

Blinded by your ways

I was a fool to hold on to something that wasn't there.

In more ways than one I tried to be the girl + friend

In more ways than one I tried to suppress my feelings

In more ways than one I gave you space.

Seems like space other than football was your favorite game to play.

Allowed you to not answer or brush off questions

Simple answers than made me analyze what you said in a way that made me think things would end up okay.

Silly ole me.

The fool I must be.

The love bug bit me.

Lust didn't exist in this chapter of my story.

Feelings over came my common sense and I rode the rollercoaster until the tracks got squeaky and started to rust.

I paid the price, not in money but in my mind, heart, and soul.

This story now is pretty much old.

Live, love lost.

I now understand the meaning if you truly love someone you let them go.

So like the saying goes I will let you be..

Memories have formed and on several occasions, my minds plays them in re-runs.

Just the way I love you in more ways than 1.