In my mind I can picture everyone else, even if I only seen them on a picture once.
Everyone except the man I'm dying to see right now, everyone except the one I want to picture!
When I try to picture his face, he's just a shadowy creature and his voice is someone else's.
I seen him just a week ago but it feels like I haven't met him. It seems like I know him as much as I know the guy that sits in the 3rd chair on the X-Factor! Which is not at all.
It's like he's a figure from my distant past now! I don't want that, I want him to be in my past, present and future.
I can't forget him and move on. He means too much to me to do that!
Then again, he did it to me.
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