#24.

here's the thing: i know you're there.

but i can't see you, and you can't see me. it's like we're both part of some complex scheme that can't unfold until every bit and every piece is in place. we're putting together an thousand piece puzzle, you and i.

and, i hate puzzles and am terrible at them.

but i have faith you exist--i'm sure of it. as cheesy as it sounds, i can feel you there; in the way my Heart moves when i hear a particular phrase of music, when i read a familiar line, and when i feel the warmth of the sun beat down on my bare shoulders... you're everywhere and also, nowhere to be found.

but i think it's good for us both, because i don't think i'm ready to meet you yet. there's too much to do, too much to learn, and too much of me that needs to grow. so, here's a promise: one day, we'll find each other. and we'll love each other. and when we do, it will be wonderful: the kind of love that people write novels about or base movies upon.

one day.