I have been waiting for you
Waiting on you for most of my life
Wishing and praying that you existed
That I could hold you and call you by
One of those names I chose years ago
I know that I would cherish you
I know that I would love you
You are ever illusive, though
Sometimes you seem so close
I feel you cradled in phantom arms
And wonder if my dream was a misunderstanding
-Christina Brunk
