You were back again today. You looked like you hadn't slept for days. Perhaps you didn't. Perhaps you worry a lot. I don't know, but I wish I did. I've come to the realisation, that I want to know you. I want to know you really bad. And I don't where the desire is coming from, but it scares me, and at the same time, it makes me feel alive again. I feel less and less numb, and that's all because of you. And I wish you knew.