Imagine

She said I have a true art for hiding what I really feel - jumping from place to place has it's toll. Putting the wrong one's in the wrong ones, who's the right one? No one I can see. I hope there's nothing wrong with being wanted - really flirting with every single friend, seeing how it fits. Just for an imagine, how it would be to spend an eternal life with the beauty so chosen to be. How it would be like to share a kiss, a romantic touch, a loveable hug. Truly one. As small as an imagination, even going so far bringing big fears. Imagining doesn't hurt, does it? Not at first, I bet. Except when you act out on those - and can't prevent yourself. Until you have no one, back to where you've always been. The way it feels like it'll always be. The place where it'll take a long time to leave. The face of the person you've always wanted. The love you've always yearned for but haven't gotten.