thought of something
And as I thought of that something I thought of that someone
That someone that I haven't seen yet
I haven't heard
Touched
Tasted
breathed or
Felt....  yet
That someone that I know I will find
That someone who makes me hold onto the hope of love
It's actually kinda sad how this person
This fictional character that I have created
Fictional yet 'undeniably' real
How this person has so much control over my life
My thoughts
My actions
And most people call me a hopeless romantic when they hear this
Yes that morbidly clichéd term that deceives all
Yet I have come to one final conclusion And that is
That this
person
is merely a manifestation of the human condition