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I miss you, but please don`t show up yet

I'm laying here...I cant sleep. Sometimes I wish you were here. Where ever you are. I don't know if I already met you or if I'm still about to. How do I find you, and how do I know when I found you ? Sometimes I meet someone who seems nice and kind, just gives you " that feeling" you know ? And then, well, usually I get let down. So how am I supposed to trust again, not be afraid to see the good, trust in it, that its real and not just for show ? How do I know that what I found is good, and how do I find you ? I miss you.

.. Yes.. I miss him, and maybe you shouldn't be allowed to say that, how can you really miss someone that you don't even know ?..Well, I don't know how you can say that, all I know is this feeling.

That finally found you feeling, that feeling of safety, that feeling of knowing that this is the person you want to take your life's adventures with, that feeling that you don't have to say anything, you could just be. That feeling of laughing to something stupid that only you two understand. Seeing you smile and you holding me in your arms. I miss you.

But here`s the other truth.. no matter how much I sometimes miss you, I wish that you wont be here just yet. I have a lot of getting whole to do. I need to live my own life for a while, which means live, learn and laugh to it as much as I can. I don't want to have any regrets when that day comes and I realize that your here.

So maybe you're out there, living your life, hopefully to the fullest, And as me, make mistakes that you then make sure to learn from.

Will find each other when we`re whole, I miss you, Goodnight <3

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