I saw something like this a while ago. I met that person. The person that I was waiting for that I didn't meet.
I was exited when I would see them again, it was my little reason to get out of bed and try everyday. It made me exited about things I wouldn't normally want to do. But from the moment I met that person I knew that they were going to leave, I didn't know when but I knew. I was right, they didn't leave because of me, and their going to be back. they where way more important to me than I was for them, but that's okay.
Now 1 of my reasons to stay is because I want to see them again. I part of me thinks that I will never see them again, but they said that they would.










