running with scissors

I knew you were destined for great things. I just knew. Being intuitive was never me, and still am not, I act on mind but most of the time, heart, but my guts told me you were. You're a realist. You don't let matters of the heart get in the way of your plans. One of your traits that I admire. But somewhere along the way of us, I wish you'd let me know what I'm capable of too, so I won't feel like you've left me.