Are you there?
Are you there? I don't know if you are, or aren't. I think you are. I feel as if you are. I'm so sure of it on good days. But then comes a slow sinking feeling that I will be left heartbroken. I shouldn't be heartbroken though. I should want to ignore you, and I should want you to not exist... But I can't help myself. I'm in love with who you are becoming. Who I think you are becoming, anyway. Sometimes, I gently touch you, or what I think is you and I imagine that you know me. That we are already in love. But... Are you there? I don't know right now. Everything around me screams "No... No... NO!... NOOO!!!" My heart is screaming "Yes, please don't just be a dream! Please be real!" My dreams only consist of you, these days. I just can't help but to always have you on my mind, it seems. I don't know. Are you there? Who are you? Where are you? Who will you become? I want to hug you and tell yo...