Speak My Peace.

Let me start off by saying, I hate being vulnerable. But let the end of this beginning take notice . . . My peace is worth more than my pride.

This foundation was built on honesty and a spoken agreement that any change in feelings would be expressed without hesitation.

So . . . Why am I hesitating?

I'm hesitating because although my peace is very important to me, I am struggling to figure out if being vulnerable with you . . . to you . . . is even worth it to me.

Not that your worth is in question. The circumstances are. And knowing things are in the midst of change, I am just trying to decide if I should let my feelings lie on the side.

*giggles* Lie on the side . . .

That's funny because that is exactly what I'd be doing if I continue as if this means nothing . . . I'd be lying to myself . . . on the side.

On the side because in your face, I don't think you would ever truly know unless I spoke the words to you

Not that this is a profession of love, this is a confession of like, acknowledgement of interest, an admission that I'd like to exist just a little bit deeper in your life

Should I just clear the air of the fog that is in existence in my head? Or do I just continue as is until this friendship becomes just a distant memory. A living question . . . could we have ever been anything . . .

But I want to remind him. I want to prove to him. That I stand by my word and regardless of the pending changes in his life, I am true to me and honest with he.

Be at peace internally, while introducing my vulnerability to the world

OR

Keep my heart palpitating to a hidden beat while keeping the world at peace

I'm interested . . .

Speaking my peace.