I've noticed a trend in my life.
When I imagine something as being inevitable, it always seems to come to me and this is especially true when I don't dwell on it.
When I imagine something as being impossible, I am always disappointed that I was right.
So from now on, I am going to imagine you being in my life even though you are not as I'd like you to be. We are friends, but that's not what I'm going to settle for.
I've decided that I want more.
And that it is inevitable. The connection is there. The foundation is there. The timing is off. But I know that as I live my life and tick off the things on my to-do list, that you will come to me. Impossible is not an option. Improbable is non-existent.
I want you. I want us. It will come to me. I know this now. I know that all the things that may happen to try and sway me from the inevitable to the impossible are just obstacles that my mind must overcome.
I know that while the waiting is torture now, I will distract myself with my life while you play out this last chapter so we can finally begin the one named for you and me.
In the meantime, I am here. And I finally get it.
