I knew what I wanted more than anything.
Not money. Not luxury.
I wanted his time. I wanted his company.
I wanted jokes and morning sunrises
And to figure out all the things that makes his eyes twinkle.
I wanted patience. I wanted love.
I wanted him happy. Even if it wasn’t me. That I would walk away.
Because it was enough that he existed. In those few moments when it felt like love was real all I wanted was a soulmate.
The rest laid in the faith of God’s will and there was no changing what was destined. What was meant to be
And with that, all that was left was acceptance.