You
I think about you every day. You're the first think I think of when I wake up, and the last thing I think about before I finally fall asleep. Is this love? Is this obsession? Really what is the difference. I have not stopped thinking about you since the first day I met you. I remember it al so well, and yet, it was so long ago. Too long. Too long to know you and to not have you. I love you, I love you so much. I always have. Even when I denied it with every inch of myself I know now that it was always you. Will it always be you? Will I always stack everyone up to you....and they never be quiet tall enough? Does this mean...will I ever truly be happy with someone...and not think of you? You are the deamon that I cannot get out of my head. And, I dont want you to leave. I cannot give up on the idea that the demon that taunts me will turn out to be the angel that I need to save me. I dont know what I would do if I ever really lost you. I would be so sad to never get to see you or talk to you again.That can never happen. I've promised you that I will always be there for you, not matter what. Which means no matter how hard it gets I have to fur full my promise to you. I will do my best to be strong for you. You are the piece of me I wish I didnt need.