Where do I start?
Imagine if the one you wanted to be yours was finally yours?
Imagine... its hard to imagine.
Strange because you are thinking 'Am I a bad person?' or 'Did I not deserve it'.
But maybe its that they don't deserve you.
Its all the things you didn't imagine.
I worry about you. I worry that you might be worrying about another. But how and why would that be when I was the one that saw you first.
I like to imagine. I imagine that we are in another universe, and that in that universe you care.
For now all I have are these stupid things that I write and maybe forever this will be all I have.
