i have been wishing all my life. for you. someone who doesn’t seem to exist. i wish you did. i wish u weren’t some idea in my head and fantasy from my trauma. i just wish you would hold me and tell me that you love me and will always be with me. i hope u find me one day. i need you. please. find me.

i don’t know how to cope. with never being seen or understood or truly loved the way i need to be. i constantly feel like im missing something and it genuinely feels like it’s someone’s presence. like my soul knows there should be more to life than just me. just like this. void cold alone

if he could be in the next guy or the one at work or the one at the grocery store or the one that passes me on a walk or the one who smiles when we speak or the one who lives with me. i wonder if i’ll ever find him. the love i keep mourning the loss of something i’ve never quite had.

what the actual fuck

i agree and i love that you said so

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