Waiting, hoping, longing for that one person that heals me, that fix me, that makes me whole again. Reality is blown away by it. Feelings are stronger than anything else. Can't see what's true and what's hope. Just losing myself in it. Fighting for it. Selling my self-esteem for it.
That's what it is. I'm a blind Junkie of Love.
[9 Days to go till I'll fly or die.]