Monday, February 21, 2011

reaching out

So, I friended a friend of yours.
Not the first one,
But she is your closest gal pal.
One you've mentioned from our first convo onwards.
I am really glad I did.
For the insight she provided,
And because she is just a really cool person.
Someone I see being good friends with myself.
And I see why you and I get along so well.
She and I have much in common, personality wise,
Thoughts and Reactions and Humor akin.

What struck me the most though,
Were a few things she said about you.
No one needs tell me anymore that you're a good guy.
I see, I know, I have that for myself.
Her love for you is clear,
That she holds you in the highest esteem.
She's seen you in times good and bad.

She said to me that I make you happy,
Happier than she's seen you.
She said you talk, laugh, joke more.
That even when you were with the "ex"
There was a lot of stress and tension.
Your sister said something similar to me,
A while ago.
But its nice to hear, and always will be.
I consider it my job to keep you happy,
To love you and show it, always.

Your friend also revealed that you took your time
Expressing interest in me.
Feeling unsure,
Calling my profile too literate.
My preference for someone based in the same country as me.
That you really did not think I would accept.
You'd said the latter to me.
But I took it in the realm of you writing to many people,
Me being one of the throng.
Rather than one you paused and considered strongly.
And felt unsure about approaching,
Needing the encouragement from a friend.
Actually discussing it and considering it awhile.
It means so much to me,
To know that I was someone you were strongly interested in,
Right from that very intangible start.
Rather than one of the many possibilities you approached.

Perhaps its because I felt
Even less than a month after we connected,
That there was something between us,
Something worth striving for.
I continued to talk to and meet other men,
For some months more,
Sure.
But I wanted you, fell for you,
You became the standard.
Even though you kept telling me
That you were unsure,
Wanted to be friends,
Needed familial approval,
So many hurdles and unknowns.
So yes, its nice to hear.
Months later now,
That you also felt that something.
Even if you never verbalized it as I did.
I get a thrill knowing it was a two way street.