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I was wishing for roses. I was praying for petals surrounding something special, along the surface of the water. But nothing ever comes. No, no one ever comes. Into the years of isolation...
I’ve been completely alone. In some subtle way I’m begging for the day when that “something” is no longer missing. These are my dreams unfulfilled:
This expression of love I’ve kept to myself is useless and faded now, I’ve given it up. I have never loved. There are times when i wish i could confide in someone, or something, but somehow I can’t reach that place. Here I am again searching for direction I can’t find in myself. When I look to the world for some kind of connection all my faith just drains away.

I remember feeling most alive when she kissed me and I said goodbye. Those were times when I felt that I could never escape. I was holding on to what was safe despite the need to separate. Sometimes bonds just won’t break. But I walked away from that familiar face, I knew that lonely times would await. I walked away because I never found my place... And I’m still searching.

Still dreaming of the beautiful ends but they’re nowhere to be seen, they are always out of reach. I’ve chased this dream, eager but exhausted, through so many sleepless nights. The longing never stops...

It was a Saturday in my mother's room, when I wrote this to confess to you.
I've been thinking a lot about myself and this may seem like a bit too much, but
I think it will help. Lately, things have been getting rough. I don't know where
to go with the way that I feel. If I told you once I guess that wasn't enough.
I'm still faced with the same old
aws, hoping one day to resolve them all.
There will be no trace of me to follow. There will be no trace of me at all. I
move through life like a ghost through a eld of fallen snow. You'll nd no trace

I dreamt again of the end, the world was wild and on re. I woke up feeling safe
for once. Just for once I wish could describe this the way my mind did without
getting too caught up in details, the sheets and the blankets.When I start to
feel estranged, without a purpose or a place, I will wonder why I came if I was
never meant to stay. We exist upon this threshold, life is ours to behold and
death is always breathing near.

This is the last time I will see your face. I'm holding these moments closer than
I have ever held anything in my life. I know with given time I'll understand the
importance of our goodbyes. This is the last time you will see my face. Where
will you carry it to?
She's alive in my heart... but it hurts so much to hold you this way.