"I could have loved you. Only if you waited for me to fall for you. Steadily. Slowly. But without a doubt. We talked of all things wonderful. No one ever told me before that the fireflies in the bushes remind them of fairy lights. I had liked you. Perhaps even thought of giving it a try. But I was slow. And steady. Perhaps cautious of making mistakes. People don't do that nowadays. They rush. To people, jobs and relationships. They can't wait patiently for someone to come to them, say you like them and wait without being pushy for them to like you back. It's not your fault; it's how people are today. I could have perhaps loved you, only if you answered the questions my soul asked; we could have healed each other in ways untold. Love is like a seed that needs patience and nurturing. Without it, the seed will never grow into a tree and give you fruit. The fruits need care and attention. Planting a thousand seeds in the same soil yields not even a single sapling without care. And when I was ready to give you a chance, I found you in someone else's arms, giving them the same hope you once gave me. That makes me wonder, wasn't I worthy of waiting?"
~ Suranya