“What would we talk about if you were sitting right across from me? There is not a doubt that I could stare into you without the utterance of a single word. But, would we have anything to say should an expectation of our non-spoken dialogue summon the declaration?”

Mise en scène…
I once entertained the idea that we would someday meet. I don’t really know why- but, it was always just something I anticipated in the back of my mind. Although, I must admit that as the years pass, my enthusiasm of this becoming a reality has waned a bit.

Yes. I DO know you are out there…
And, why our paths just won’t make that single motion towards one another is debatable.
It isn’t as though I wouldn’t know how to find you- but, ultimately, I believe that finding you would not be the only obstacle to overcome.

Who you are renders my desire to connect an impossibility.
What I mean is- the necessity for any specific presence in your life is not a requirement.
It is obvious that there are already so many people vying to fill any void you may have. Therefore, truly understanding this from my perspective, means having to extinguish any hopes which I secretly harbored.

“I simply cannot imagine how painful it would feel to not be needed by you…”