You've always been the one for me. I said before that we have many soulmates, but if there were only one love for all our lives I know it's you in every one of them.
I know I'd choose you every time. I'd know you from one glance, one laugh, one touch; I'll always recognize this yearning. As it follows me through the years like the ghosts of all our past lives whispering to me, "Stop wasting so much time." It's an unmistakable weight.
But it's so hard to reach out and take what you want when you're content with just the crumbs of presence and you're too afraid to gamble away today for the uncertainty of more. Why gamble away today for tomorrow when that could be the day I lose it all?
I don't have the luxury of gossiping with ghosts. Not when I only live this life once and I can't have it without you. As a friend, a spectator or a lover— so long as I see you happy I am content. Even if I yearn for more, nothing compares to the safety of certainty you'll be there, because I love you more than I'm willing to lose you.