I can talk about you like we’re childhoodfriends. But in reality I know nothing about you. I even didn’t talk right with you once in my life. That scares me, that really scares me. I have the fear that if we talk once in our lifes, I will realize that I had all the time a picture of you in my mind and you are such a different person. I don’t want to make me a picture of you. I only want to know you better. I want to laugh with you, want to go crazy with you, want to have a good time with you. I want to be in your heart. Want you to remember me. I want to smile with you, because of you. But at the moment I’m always down. I feel a yearning and I can’t say why. But I have the feeling that my heart cries for you. But can a heart cry for someone it did not know?

Why do I waste my time with thinking of somebody who doesn’t think about me?
Why do I want to get to know you?
Why do I want that much and can’t give something back?
Why do I ask that much questions and didn’t find answers?
And why are you so damn far away?