Or something of the sort...

^ And if I could have her or anyone close to the sort, it would be greatly appreciated.

But this reminds me of someone in particular. A blissful thought...

Suicidal, but it’s hard to kill yourself when you’re already dead. No one cares how you feel when you’re living like a ghost. If only there was someone holding/pulling onto me, seeking for my attention…

These eyes are sinking softly, and my smile is fading in silence. And it's bothering me that neither can express happiness in the mist of all this confusion. My insecurities are so secure, that they've left me unsure if there's even a cure to procure anything anymore. And I've been trying to find a japanese mask to sink my face into, to hide this fake facade. Cause I don't want anybody to see this current mask... I want to hide behind the creation of another. I hate who ever created mine. Therefore, leave me to drown in the abundance of all these tears, and yet women persistently ask "why don't you have a girlfriend?". Ask yourself that question and then provide me the answer. Or just tell me why you aren't mine...

For how long must I chase you, to catch you?

"I’m in love with someone out of town. In my dreams, you’re here with me somehow…"

~CH~