He reached out first.
I won the waiting game.
But when I found out why it took him that long to speak; I was sad for him.
I wanted to go to his side and soothe his worries and pains.
I wanted to be there for him to ease his troubles and worries.
I felt it so strongly in my heart, that my heart constricted.
I felt is so strongly that tears threatened to spill from my eyes.
I cared for him.
And since I know that we would never be.
Since I know that we could never be
I’ll continue caring in silence.
Offering friendship, only friendship.
For it is but friendship that is needed.
That is welcome.
*note: This has been written long ago. It is the sequel to the previous post.