It’s crazy to think I can see you, but you don’t know that!
It’s crazy to think I can talk to you, but I know you can not reply.
I can confess what I need to say, but you won’t listen to that.
It’s crazy to admire how beautiful you look every second of my life!
It’s crazy to see your present and to learn about your past!
It’s crazy to say that I can spend hours admiring who you are without any regard for time,
even if you are not here with me at this time.
I can open my phone and see the most beautiful thing, a picture of you, a perfect image, perfection in every way, and I thank you for that.
Social media is my blessing and my curse; on one side, it helps me see you when I want. Yet on the other, it keeps me wishing on what I don’t have.
But I can not be sad, because for now, I m ok with just seeing your picture until I can confess how much I need you, and you are no longer an image imprinted in my mind; I would love for you to be the love imprinted in my heart.
I keep opening Instagram, Facebook, and others, and I can’t wait for your next post.
All I hope is that your next story has a picture of you, and let me repeat it—a perfect image. The best photo, and fantastic image, hopefully soon to be mine.