How do I tell you? How do I reach out? With heart so dreary. So willing, yet not ready? What does it take for you to understand that I am the one you need? I have been looking far and wide. To find someone like you. I have not yet touched your breath, felt your skin, or combed your hair with my fingers, and yet I know ever sensation. And I know that I will never find another one like yours. It is so funny how the both of us know, yet we don’t want. We are not willing to ask, say, or dare. As if we go on our normal lives, feeling that we do not belong, when in all reality, we are the only ones that do.