I want it

I so desperately want it to be me.

I so desperately want to be the one you think about. Obsess over. Can’t get out of your head.
The one of write about, dream about. The one you think of when you can’t sleep.

It’s that vain feeling we’ve all had. Wanting to be the special person, wanting to mean that much. Wanting to be so incredibly and ridiculously important in one person’s life.

I want it. I want to be your… I don’t know. That person.

The one you’d never let go.

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