Someone Just For Me
Just as I feared, there's no one here either.
Everyone is inside with "them."
Being with "them" is like living a beautiful dream.
A beautiful dream that no one wants to wake up from.
"They" will grant your deepest wishes.
"They" will do whatever you ask.
"They" will be whatever you want.
"They" can do things that you cannot.
But, there is one thing "they" cannot do.
"They" can never become people.
"They" may look like people, but "they" are only substitutes.
I know this very well because I am one of "them."
Today I look for someone just for me.
Someone who has love for me alone.
Someone who will love me even if I can't fulfill their wishes.
But, there is another me.
The other me asks, "Does such a person exist?"
I need...
Someone whose love for me is true.
I want...
Someone who loves me without asking anything in exchange.
I hope...
Unless the someone loves me for being me they're not someone just for me.
"Is this so?"
It is.
"This someone exists?"
She does.
"If so, then where?"
My someone is nearby, I think. Perhaps I already know her.
"But what if that person does not love you back?"
"What if that person likes someone other than you?"
"People aren't like 'them'. You can't erase their feelings."
"People aren't easy to change."
I know.
But people do change.
Their feelings are dynamic.
"Feelings of love are more resistant than others."
"What if she never loves you?"
Then I'll have to decide.
Decide...
And then do what must be done.
Me and the other me.
Everyone is inside with "them."
Being with "them" is like living a beautiful dream.
A beautiful dream that no one wants to wake up from.
"They" will grant your deepest wishes.
"They" will do whatever you ask.
"They" will be whatever you want.
"They" can do things that you cannot.
But, there is one thing "they" cannot do.
"They" can never become people.
"They" may look like people, but "they" are only substitutes.
I know this very well because I am one of "them."
Today I look for someone just for me.
Someone who has love for me alone.
Someone who will love me even if I can't fulfill their wishes.
But, there is another me.
The other me asks, "Does such a person exist?"
I need...
Someone whose love for me is true.
I want...
Someone who loves me without asking anything in exchange.
I hope...
Unless the someone loves me for being me they're not someone just for me.
"Is this so?"
It is.
"This someone exists?"
She does.
"If so, then where?"
My someone is nearby, I think. Perhaps I already know her.
"But what if that person does not love you back?"
"What if that person likes someone other than you?"
"People aren't like 'them'. You can't erase their feelings."
"People aren't easy to change."
I know.
But people do change.
Their feelings are dynamic.
"Feelings of love are more resistant than others."
"What if she never loves you?"
Then I'll have to decide.
Decide...
And then do what must be done.
Me and the other me.