Day after day, night after night, moment by moment, my spidey sense tingles.
Yupp.
The feeling persists. I feel him out there, thinking about me, wondering about me.
It's not my stalker, he is gone. YAY!
Maybe it's because I'm in such a secure place in my life that I am just as content with a man in my life or without. Either way, I'm happy. Being more realistic, less naive yet still, the positive, happy more realistic girl than I used to be. Life is peaceful, no drama allowed. Only love, only peace, only the sweet spots of life.
It's him. I feel his essence around me. My intuition tells me that he wants to contact me, to come back into my life. To feel the way I made him feel, once again I made him feel so admired, respected, loved.
He wants to do things right, this time.
Do you believe in second chances? He does. I do.
What would I say to him?
Take it slowly. Please be gentle with my heart. Welcome back, welcome to the new "Us".
He has learned, grown, matured, become a better person since that time which seems so long ago yet I remember it like it was yesterday, he remembers it as if it was yesterday, too.
Since that time, I believe that I am the improved version of who I was. My stalker is gone, my life has become more stable. Having grown, changed & become a better person in so many ways, he would be even more intrigued than he was before.
New & improved Brenda!
I know that I look better, feel better & have become more spiritual than I was even 5 years ago.
Maybe it's all the hell I have been through, having been forged in the hell like fire to come out purified, stronger.
Gone is the vengeful nature which I so despised in myself. Learning, growing & maturing will do that.
Come back to me.
Wherever you are.
Whoever you are.
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Thursday, April 13, 2017
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