Its difficult knowing that what things are for one person can be completely different for the other. Feelings can meet somewhere in the middle along a road of mutual understanding, but at which depth do they both drown in the thing? The hardest part for her wasn’t knowing that he didn’t want her the way she’d expected. It was knowing that she wanted him in a way that caught her completely off guard. It was no longer just a matter of wanting his hands in her hair or his body leaning into hers; she desired to know him. To honestly and completely understand and know what made him. He was still content with the thrill and the chase. The trading of banter and wits that would lead nowhere. Not realizing that he owned a bit of her that she couldn’t retrieve until he was willing to open himself up and let her inside.
It would take a lifetime.

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