It`s so hard to think about a person and understand that you mean nothing for him, because he probably doesn`t even know that you exist. And you do hope that you are not an empty space, that you came into this world to do something good. And you are trying to do, but unfortunately nobody can estimate it. And a moment comes when you think:
“Let everything become on it`s places, stop dreaming, come back into the reality”…
…but then everything starts again. It`s a never ending process. You just live in this world of unreality, because it`s convenient for you. There nobody has any right to disturb you…never…
It`s so nice to see, that everything is fine in his live. It`s not always successful, but it is always bright, “wherever he goes and whatever he does”. But he should know, that «I`ll be right here waiting for him».