It seems that I did not do a good job of making you understand whether something is important to me or not. You don’t know because every time you dismissed an idea or a topic, I would just ‘agree’ with you for fear of boring or disappointing you.

Have you asked me lately what I’m passionate about? I’m still trying to find that one thing that would move me, day and night. I stopped talking about it because I’m afraid to change my mind again. You have to find it, we don’t have time- that’s what you told me. I’m not like you. I need to talk about these things. And please, I just need you to listen, just listen. No analysis, no cynicism, you don’t even need to give me words of support and encouragement. Just listen.

I love you and I don’t want to lose you, but if I stay silent, I’ll end up losing myself. I used to be so sure. I thought distance would be our greatest challenge. I want to meet you at the other end of the aisle. I cannot imagine anyone else. So I’m saying this now.

Yes….

I know…but…but what about…

…I guess.

Ok, let’s talk again, soon. I love you, too.