Who are all these new people?
Where are you?
I can’t find you.

I don’t want it this way.
I know it’s a two way street.
I have to make an effort,
For myself to change this,
Because I… I don’t want to lose you.
I haven’t yet, but I know I will.

Where are you?
God, I hope you are here.
I’m sick of new.
Sick of not knowing.

I need to find you.
I need to talk to you.
Where are you?

Nowhere.