I wonder what it feels like to have a special someone that you can hold dear.
Someone who has your full attention and the power to give you strength and give you pain.
I wonder, from the deepest corners of my soul, what it truly means to love.
Is it an emotion related to sacrifice, of one's heart and mind?
Or is it simply compassion, driven by a sense of affection?
Maybe its just, what people say it is, something which causes pain?
What is this, this action that humans hold so dear and yet, something they fear?
It truly makes me wonder, what it would feel like for me, to hold on tight to my knight in shining armour.
But, somehow, I get the feeling he won't be a knight, much less shining, but rather a simple boy.
One whose face nor smiles or laughs.
One whose life is full of mystery.
One who is true, to himself and to me.
That is the type of boy, when I close my eyes, I always see.
And behind closed eyes, is the only place where he is to be seen.
In reality, I have never met and doubt I ever will meet, that special someone I could hold dear to me.