I needed someone who can actually talk with my mind , my perception. That can understand my lyrical eyes expression. That speaks with my entire emotion. Typical teenage boys are actless.
Waiting for love seems like waiting a bunch of money from the sky. Hopeless fantasy.
Desire exceeded in ascending. I will never lack of it , infinity. It seems that my lust is for someone who never knew me. How I can desired but never meant a thing.