Waiting for the right one feels like I’m waiting for forever. & what’s forever when there’s no point of living? He blesses me so I can bless yo…. You that doesn’t exist anywhere else except my mind, my thoughts, my fantasy, my soul. You dwell as if you’re tangible, you’re here as if I can caress your skin. Yeah, waiting for the one feels like I’m waiting for forever. & what’s forever if I never wake up?