Hide and Seek

Blake: ZanderxJenna

People dont find love. It finds them.

Every time I wondered if it was going to be his last. His last time telling me "I love her" and then asking me why he bothered with love when it never lasted. I never knew the answer. I wondered if sooner or later I was supposed to stop pushing and start letting him figure it out himself. Like a long string of numbers and letters and one right answer in the end. Like when you look at the work and can't even figure out how you got it but you got it right. Like a puzzle that doesn't want to be solved.

Love doesn't wants to be found.

And I kept waiting for him to find love, true love. Because I was so in love and I wanted it for him to. I wanted him to be as happy as I was because of something bigger then both of us. But this was such a crazy game of hide and seek.

He kept looking.

Then I think one day he stopped searching. I wouldn't call it giving up I call it giving in to the tidal wave and letting it take you like a warm breeze. I call it giving love a chance of its own.

Love found him

Now I know he's in love by the way he says her name. The way he lights up when he thinks of her. When he finds a new way to make her smile, I see him smile in a way I never saw before. I hear when he tells me "I love her" the adoration floating out.

All I wanted for him was to find love like I did; but his whole time I needed to wait and let love find him.