Then I realize, maybe I'm about to spend my whole life looking for an answer that doesn't exist.
They come, and go. nothing really last forever.
So all we can do is trying to be happy, at this moment, with all the strength that we've got.
I know, it's still a long way to go.
Too long perhaps, for me to see the outcome;
and a bit too good to be truth.
what if I get tired of you? what if I'm not what you think I am.
I don't even know you that well, and you certainly don't know me, no one does.
Can't imagine waiting 10 more months, and then another 5 years. After all, I've already been waiting for 5 years, can't spend my whole life waiting.
It's a fairy tale, with two dreamers of which one is too optimistic and another too paranoid.