I just feel lonely. really really lonely and all I want to do is get out of here so I can meet You and cuddle and dance and actually find myself walking towards the place I want to get to. it will happen, right? If I keep it in my frontal lobes, I won't just waste my life waiting around, will I? I'm afraid of that. If I constantly feel afraid of that is the denoting its fate in saying it won't come? I want it to come. I want to get away, find my niche, find You, find a smile. agh.