Always looking for you in all the wrong places. Heart breaking each and every time. I realize of you there are no tracings, no sightings. I often wonder are you even real? Have I gone mad? You exist forever in my mind, and in a strange way I have built a space for you, locked deeply within the heart. Its windows shut closed. Its rooms and corridors empty, full of must, for you are not there. Never will be and never have. I realize now the tragic nature of the fact that you were never made, I dreamed you, like a ghost, an...