Suddenly I see

I stood up for what I want, what I think I deserve. I took your sweet-talking words and challenged them. I didn’t stop you when you walked away to compromise my integrity and give you what you wanted. My self worth was more important than the moment. Although I feel somewhat hurt, I suppose it is better then feeling somewhat used. I want you to mean what you say, and to want more than you are REALLY offering. I want to you see the things about me you don’t know, how much I care and what I like. I want someone to want to know these things and for them to matter to them. I want to be able to cuddle in the morning, not nurse a hangover of regret. I want more from you, and more for myself. If that is not available I have to learn to walk away and mean it, learn when enough is enough. Don’t tell me what I want or need, because I already know, I just have to believe that it is right for me and to trust that someone will respect that one day and make me happy. If it is not you then I need to not give into urges but trust that patience is worth it. I look forward to the day when I can think back and know I made the right decision, that this is may be the turning point I have been waiting for, the one that will make all the waiting worth it. I want someone who makes me feel special for more than just minute. Someone that I want to be with when I’m frumpy, that I don’t feel the need to always impress, but still want to impress anyways. Now that I am able to recognize Mr. Wrong before it is too late, hopefully I can see the potential Mr. Rights.
Until Then,
The Hopeless Romantic.. hopefully on my way to becoming less hopeless