The Possibility of You Outweighs the Actuality of Anyone Else

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The thought of you stays with me, like a song I can’t stop humming. You’re not here—not fully, not in reality—but the idea of you means more to me than anyone who’s actually in my life. You exist somewhere between what is real and what could be, and no one else can take your place in my heart.

There’s something special about possibility. It doesn’t come with mistakes or the messiness of real life. It stays perfect and full of hope. And you, in all your potential, are like a light I can’t stop following, even if I don’t know where it will take me.

I’ve met others—kind, real, and present—but they don’t make me feel the way thinking of you does. Their reality, steady and clear, can’t compete with the dream of you. It’s unfair to them, I know. They’re here, offering me their care, but it’s still you I want—the version of you that might be, the version that feels like everything I’ve been searching for.

Is it foolish to hold on to something so uncertain? Maybe.

But the heart doesn’t think logically. It doesn’t care about what makes sense. It just chooses. And my heart has chosen you, even if it’s only the thought of you.

Maybe someday, the idea of you will fade.

Maybe I’ll finally see the people around me for who they are, without comparing them to you. Or maybe, just maybe, you’ll step out of the world of “what if” and into my life. Then I’ll know what it feels like to truly have you, not just in my mind but by my side.

Until then, it’s you. Only you. The possibility of you means more to me than the reality of anyone else. Always.