You're haunting and yet I miss you, since the day that we met.

I just want to know this one thing. I want to know that it's real. I'm cutting out everything that I don't want and I want to know if you still want me to be in your life. I want to know that I've meant something to you. Granted we haven't really had the best relationship, but it's both of our faults. I'd tear my heart open for you if you asked, I'm just waiting for that day. Now let me know if this is the real you I've been talking to. Let me see behind your proverbial face, into your real mind. I can't count on my fingers how many lives I've seen people live that aren't their own. I just want things to be different. I could write a thousand more paragraphs on how I see you in my mind, but I'd rather just show you. Keep in mind I've done this all for you. I am to blame and I'm so ashamed.