I look for you in the crowded mall or grocery store, I look through every passing car's window, every person that walks through the doors at work, I hope it's you. I want to see you, not only because I miss you so much my heart aches some days, but I also want you to see me. I want you to see what you left, and the truth behind the words I told you. I want to see you, to smile, to take a deep breathe and to move on with my day, cause you never thought I could. You didn't believe that what I'm doing now could be done. I want you to know that I got myself here, I want you to see it with your own eyes. I'm still wishing for you to be apart of it, maybe you're hoping for that, too.











