It's sad when you write something about someone

but he will never know (at least not in the dimension you both are in) that he was what you were talking about, dreaming of, wishing for.

You confine yourself to your writing, you subject him to what he does...

And what might have been will never happen.

While I wait for that person to realize that I wrote this for him.

Click link to view my photo stream. (Shameless self-promotion!)