Have To

I crave something new - a dance, a security, a snark, a man - and know that no such thing as what I desire exists. But I crave it anyways. (After all, we all want to be understood.)

I know that neither one of us can be what the other one needs, but we're both just so sick of being lonely. I try to recreate a state of naiveté, where a mere name may make me blush, but reality has eaten all my romance. Even celebrities are far too tangible to be the stuff of my fantasies.

So, maybe there is no solution. Maybe the days where I got lost are long gone. (How ironically appropriate!)

But to never taste euphoria again.... I have to believe that a match is out there.