Have you ever thought of me?  Not as a fan but as a person who wants to take care of you? You say you love but do you really? Am I truly your strength? Someday I’m going to be tired of waiting. All your concerts are never near enough to me. I pray to one day see you in person but I’m afraid. I’m afraid that you’ll see me as a nuisance and never take a glance at me. Your smiles they’re so beautiful but are they true or are they fakes learned from the years of being in the industry. I’m afraid one day I must let you go to move on and live. If you meet me one day and I have found someone I’m afraid of who’ll I’ll choose. The one that caused me pain but happiness or the one who isn’t you? Let us just see how long my love will last for you until I give up.

The one that wants to be yours.