Angel,
Any man would be extremely lucky to have you, to be with you, and have you in his life. I have been very blessed in so many ways to have had you in my life and to get to know you. I wish that I could express the many and profound ways that you have touched my life.
I have been playing out of my league far longer than I ever expected, and have been far luckier than any one man deserves. But this past year or so has been like the very slow pulling off of a band-aide. I could see and feel you drifting further away - and I was powerless to stop it. It would have been like stopping the tide with cupped hands. I know that the tighter I might try to hang on, the more futile my efforts.
I am stuck. I know that I cannot compete. I know that I am not enough. I know that I cannot be the person you want and need - and if I was selfless - I would let you finish pulling the band-aide from my skin. But I can't - I am far too selfish...
I know that I am the man that will accept you - all of you - for exactly the person that you are. I will watch you and marvel. I am the one who can see you at your very best and at your very worst - and every mood and place between - and see beauty in every moment. When I look at you, I see miracles.
Being that man isn't enough though.
I love you with all my heart - but I am far too selfish to be the one to let you go... and so I will wait for the band-aide's final tug...
Just me.
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