I have not talked to you in four years. Sometimes I wonder if you're dead or not. Some moments I miss you a lot. As I grow into who I am, I think more about what we are. The longer you are gone, the more I realize how unique and different you are. Or maybe you just brainwashed me so badly that I can't see other people for themselves. I only look for you.

I wonder what you're doing or thinking right now. You just disappeared from earth. I want to have someone fill in for you so badly. To cure my aching desire.

Why does everything I love have to get lost?

There are some people, who I will never meet anyone like them. But they don't give a **** about me. But I can't forget them. I can't have anything I love. It never stays.

I can't have anyone I love. They never stay.