It is so crass, to know that you are wanted.
That someone sees a part of you that always wanted to be seen, but always ignored.
But heart and brain always do their own things, and you search someone else in the eyes of the person that wants you. You search for a glimpse of someone that will never see you the way you wish to.
And because of that, you stay alone, because you do not wish to hurt someone that just wants to know and love you, by comparing them to the ghost of someone else.











