I wish to tell you all of this when you'll with me. I don't know where you are but you'll be here someday. You know how many wrongs I managed to find in disguise of you and how difficult it became everytime to let go knowing it wasn't you. I struggled everytime, I still am struggling but this too shall paas. You are there, I know that. But sometimes I just need you, it hurts everytime I lean on some shoulders and it slips away.