Hey lover, we keep missing each other. I look everywhere for you, with no luck. I’m not sure what you look like or what your name is, but I search on. Sometimes I think we are about to meet and you walk away before I can say “hi”.
What if we did meet. Everything would be great at first but then my fears would pop up and kick our relationships ass. Fear of intimacy, loss of autonomy and my history of treating relationships as disposable would creep up on us. I suck at relationships.
I’m still going to look for you, I want to meet you and I want to change.