heart shaped glasses

le plus cher || dearest

To the man I have never met.

You hold in your hands so many memories that never happened. There are so many futures with your name in them. These futures will never happen. Although you are the realist thing in my life, you don't have a face. You don't have a face, or a personality, or even a first name. But, you have a feeling.
It feels like since the beginning of my life, you have been right by my side. You are the stunning, shiny light I constantly look back to. You are the literal other half of me. You are the heart I've never had.
For so long I hated myself for creating someone so perfect. Because, how could I turn my back away from a God?
It feels like every time I'm with you, my soul bonds with yours. It feels like you aren't me, like you are your own person. As if I didn't compose you with my own mind.

And whoever that will have me, will have you too.
You will always be with me, even though your not.