I’ve been searching for you for years.
At time, you would seem so real to me, a little spec in my mind, just waiting for me to fall asleep to envelop my whole psyche.
Perhaps I set my expectations to high about this, I don’t know.
I just thought you’d be here for me just as much as I’m here for you.
I know I can’t ask you for that, I just get so frustrated sometimes.
Don’t worry love, I won’t get frustrated about stupid things anymore.
I promise.
