I am still looking for you; I have been looking for you since I was very small.
I see you during the day when I daydream and you gently whisper to me in my dreams at night.
I know what you look like.
I know what you smell like.
I know your laugh.
I know your smile.
I imagine how you feel when you wrap your arms around me.
I imagine your love.
I think about you every day and yet I know I will never meet you; for you are only in my dreams and dreams aren’t real.
Until next time,