The feeling is slipping away from me like time ticking slowly. I watched as the person I loved faded I had to get them back before they were gone second by second. This person that I was dating was idealistic some thing that I wasn't looking for someone who everyone would think would be the number one's world couple but really was just the last place winner I found someone and that made me happy and that made me feel special and that I really liked and I couldn't even see them because they were somewhere else somewhere I didn't know I only saw them once and I knew that was the person that I had to go looking for. I didn't have the great start to my 20s I'm kind of like everyone else I know that I'm not special I'm not quirky I'm not different but this person was and I knew I had to have them.