I've seen so many pictures you've taken.. heard so many songs you like..watched you struggle with the same things I've struggled with.. felt the same suffering you felt.
I've seen so many angles of your face and aspects of your body. Heard you laugh, and felt your tears run down my own face. I had to let you go then as I was, though reach out now as I am.
I've no hope. No excuse. No plan. I have no idea what the future holds. But just seeing you again, feeling you brush by my skin, is enough for me to feel at peace.
So I close my eyes, and make a wish that you are in.
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