Where are you?

Am I going to find you ever? I dreamt of you since I was 10 years old boy. I’m looking for you in all the faces I meet, people I deal with, and whom sleep with. I want you decent, simple with a lovely spirit, lover, faithful and cultured. Like the hero in the childhood stories or cartoon movies.

I was quite sure that one day he will come out of the blue, embrace me physically and emotionally, but he never came. I didn’t stand still waiting for him, I cruised all the known lands looking for him. I went through high class people, mid-class, low-class, communists, atheists, celebrities, and even criminals, obviously I was on the wrong track.

Never stop thinking about you

Never even met you

Strange enough I always knew

That , You are a dream might never come true.