Don’t miss me for what I do, the things I handle or take care of.
Miss me for who I am. Miss me because I’m me.

Please.

No. Hoping in that manner leaves a lot of room for expectations, disappointment, pain or feigned emotions.

For me to hope that someone misses me – for someone to affect me that much – just means that that someone has been allowed to enter my inner sphere – my inner sanctum.

Herein comes the irony…

I am totally, definitely, supernaturally, unnaturally unassuming when it comes to people who are important to me.

I am naturally perceptive, so aware of this thing, I make extra, extra effort to douse my perception with a healthy amount of logic – sometimes pretty much so that I ignore my sensitivities, sensibilities and gut feel, just to make sure I am not using any advantages to work in my favor.

This default mode of dealing with things and situations become preternaturally high when it comes to people I value. I suspend everything – my radar, my what-nots, everything – so I can let the person be who he or she is (including who he or she wants to be) before my very eyes.

This is how I define respect. Accepting the person for what he or she really is. Allowing one’s self to suspend judgment, allowing one’s self to be enthralled and be caught in abject wonder, annoyance, amazement, love, anger and all the mixed emotions brought about by that person – free of prejudice, formed conception… and yes that extremely high level of perception.

I forget me (myself), when I’m with a person I value… It’s not because I value myself less but it’s because I fully well know what I’m worth (and find posturing or image-projection as childish – an elementary need of self-and-others-assurance)

Most importantly… it’s because I wanna value the person more than what he or she is already worth during that particular moment.

I wanna know the person more.

I wanna know him beyond the confines of his situations – past or present.

I wanna see how he is… how he’d act devoid of perceived expectations.

Usually I’m too lenient with people because i wanna know the real person and how that inner being would act without a leash, without boundaries set, without limitations,without expectations.

and yes, i do notice the minutest of details.

Purviews, macro or micro, though, do not deter me from accepting the person. As long as he’s ready to accept himself. As long as he takes stock of his limitations or limitless capacities.

As long as he knows himself fully well will he know what boundaries he should set on his own, without anybody aiding him.

He would not have the need to impress anyone.. or be impressed by anyone.

He will act on his own, free of anybody else’s reins – socially or intellectually stamped on him.

Only thru this way i believe would I know the real gem of a person… his or her real character…

Stars shine brightest in the dark.

A diamond more so in the coal mines.

If he’s gonna shine brightest somewhere else and not with me, so be it.

He doesn’t need to miss me just because I miss him.

Do not miss me. Use me while you have me, but do not regret not having me for your games all the time.

I’ve got needs of my own after all.

I missed you.
I miss you when you’re away.
Don’t ever feel like you need to disappear because you’re worth so much more than that.

I love you.