Hello,
I’m an introvert. I’m quiet when you’re new to me. I’m quiet when I’m new to a situation. Don’t take this as me being aloof or shy. I’m getting a feel for the situation, trying to fit everything into it’s place, or into a place that makes sense for me.
I’m looking for acceptance, but not any acceptance. I’m looking for the acceptance I crave, and sometimes it’s with old friends, sometimes it’s with new friends I’m aiming to fit in with. I, like any human being, want acceptance. But maybe I want it a little more than you, or maybe a little less than others of you.
I’m a genuine person, I have more love inside of me than I know what to do with. I don’t open up easily, I pick and choose who it is I open up my heart too. Even if we’re only ever to be friends, I will give you all of my heart. My downfall, is I hope for the same in return. You are special to me, and I am not always special to you.
Please, never underestimate how much you mean to me, co-worker, new friend, best friend. I have chosen you, and you are now one of the most beautiful people in my world, all because I have given you my heart.
The only problem, sometimes I will push you away. I’ll do so purposefully because I’ll feel too vulnerable. I try not to, but sometimes I just feel I’ve let you in too far and I don’t want to be hurt again whether you are a friend or a lover. Sometimes I let things build up inside of me until I finally cannot handle my own thoughts, and for that, I’m sorry. I should never do those things, but sometimes I worry you won’t understand the words that I’m thinking. I’m sorry if I’ve ever hurt you, I’m sorry if I hurt you. I only wished to be understood.
I’m passionate for life, and I could spend just as much time in silence, listening to laughter and conversations as I do laughing myself and carry on conversations with you.
Introverts value every relationship, and I don’t open up to everyone. I make mistakes. When I’m hurt, I tend to say more than I should. I want people to finally see inside my head, feel my emotions, and see my point of view. I don’t do this the best way, but I do it the only way. But it’s a self-destructive way and it’s a mistake. I make a lot of mistakes, and I never forget those.
I am an introvert. It doesn’t mean I don’t want to be your friend when I meet you, or that I don’t want more friends. I do. Just know that when we’re friends, you are special. I will love you, unconditionally and genuinely, I may argue and I may fight, but I will always love you. Even when you leave, I will love you. I will always care for you.
If years from now you stumble and need a friend, I will help you, without question. Have I told you that I will always love you?
I bond quickly, and I sometimes balk that you do not bond as easily over a joke or situation. No one seems to bond as quickly as I do. I hold tight to those bonds. I want to laugh with you, joke with you. I want to be friends and I want to enjoy life as friends. I want our friendship to grow and to blossom.
I’m an introvert, I’d rather 10 close friends than 30 or 40 friends that I can call upon at any given moment. I love passionately and I love deeply. I don’t like change, and I won’t like when you leave, so my door will always be open for you to sit with me again and talk and drink and laugh.
Things are rarely quiet in my mind, and when they are, it truly means something is wrong. But don’t worry too much about the quiet, I’ll bring you into my thoughts soon enough. My world is a beautiful place, I invite for you to share it with me.
