As I spend time with Archer and enjoy the newness and adventure of what might be, I still struggle with what wasn’t. Goose had found a place in my heart. And I thought I’d found a place in his. Disappointment finds its way into my thoughts. Even as I can see it just wasn’t the right time or not the right person. I miss the good things I had found in him. And I wish…
I wish he would have been ready for me.
I wish he had been strong enough to let go of the hold his past has on him.
I wish he would have chosen me.
I wish he hadn’t let me go.
I wish he wouldn’t have been afraid.
I wish he would have held me just a little longer.
I wish he would have come after me.
I wish he would have come into my world too.
But he didn’t.
And now, I have to turn back to the main road of the journey. I have to walk through the memories made. And through the feelings felt. And cry the salty tears of lost wishes.