You

I thought…because I was upset about other things, I called you.
Actually, deeply, I think… other things are just an excuse for me.
Why am I still looking at our pictures everyday.
What is it that I see in that picture?
Nothing…nothing I can see
Just the thing that I feel
Does that make us special at all?
I’d like to think so.
I’d like to think to myself every time that there’s something special between us.
There are many things in this world that people want to conquer, want to accomplish.
I don’t care. I just want this, this love to become possible.
It’s the only thing I ever pray for.
It’s the only wish I make on every occasion that comes around.
Things are dark all around. Life is not so fun for me.
I wish you could feel me.
I know that it’s impossible. We live separate lives.
At least, feel this baby… feel how much I miss you.
Please stop hurting me.
I’m just someone who loves you…
very much