My real name isn't Charlie, but the name resembles something that is beyond comprehension. No, I will not reveal my real name. However, you may call me whatever you please. 

I am agnostic, meaning I don't know, nor do I give a shit if the almighty god is real. 

I doesn't really matter who I used to be. All that matters is what I have become. 

"And I'd choose you; 
In a hundred lifetimes, 
In a hundred worlds, 
In any version of reality,
 I'd find you, and choose
                 you." 

If missing someone comes in waves, then I could drown at any moment. 

NOW THIS ONE IS MY FAVORITE 

"If I showed you my tear drops, 
Would you collect them like rain,
Store them in jars, 
That are labeled with, "Pain".

Would you follow their tracks, 
From my eyes down my cheeks
As they write all the stories, 
I'm too scared to speak. 

Would you stop them with Kisses, 
Bring their flow to a halt, 
As you teach me that pain, 
Isn't always my fault. 

Would you hold my face Gently, 
As you dry both my eyes, 
And whisper the words,
"You're too precious to cry", 

If I showed you my teardrops, 
would you show me your own, 
And learn though we're lonely, 
We're never alone" 

Stay High