It’s in my thoughts, decisions, empty stares and in my every emotion I am able to still feel. There is something in me hiding, living.. And it’s lonely, very lonely. I pick myself up sometimes, but it gets harder, yet I do it for you, to give you something to still love, to let your eyes find me in that familiar feeling you find your soul next to mine. I hope you never get lost, not like I have with myself. Please, never stop looking at me like you did the first time, and I promise, even at my saddest, I’ll smile for you everyday.