We all say that we'll never forget
a certain few people.
But truth be told, we lie.
I honestly don't think that you will
remember me ten years from now.
I don't know if I will remember you.
I hope I will. Because I love you.
And I do not want to forget you.
But I don't know if I will.
Because, you are not a real
person to me. You are not
alive to me. I know that doesn't
really make sense.. what i'm
trying to say is that you are
a figment of my imagination.
Someone who I think I love.
Someone who I think loves me.
Someone who I think I know.
Someone who's life I think I've
lived. But really, you do not love
me. You do not know me. You
live on the other side of the friggin'
world. But I still feel like I know
you so well. And that you know me
so well. And that if we really did
meet, we'd be perfect. But you
do not live near me. You do not
love me. You do not know me.
And so this will not work.
.-.