Stranger Danger.

Sometimes I imagine you've just walked into wherever I am. I see your face in strangers. I double take as if there was any chanceinhell it was you. Yeah, right. The most I can expect from you anymore is a passing comment and that is if I am lucky. You are the only one who has ever brokenmyheart. A feat in itself. It hits me like a ton of bricks in the face, an elephant on my chest, the world on my shoulders. Life is such a hassle without you in it and even worse when you are here. It is a fruitless, moot point now. And all I can do is project this onto every poor soul I meet as if it were their fight, their problem. It is easy to tell the truth, if you can just get your voice to stop shaking. Are you just another conquest? If I had been the conqueror would I be so caught up in your every action? Who knows anymore. All I can tell you is that I owe this girl an apology for staring at her all night. I should probably tell her that I am nothing to fear. Just a lonely soul looking for you.