Everyone is inside with them.
Being with them is like living a beautiful dream..
A beautiful dream that no one wants to wake up from.
They will grant your deepest wishes..
They will do whatever you ask.
They will be whatever you want.
They can do things that you cannot.
But, there is one thing they cannot do.
They can never become people.
They might look like people, but they are only substitutes.
I know this because I am one of them.
Today I look for someone just for me.
Someone who will love me even if I cannot fulfill their wishes..
Someone who has love for me alone.
But, there is another me.
The other me asks 'Does that person exist?'
I need someone whose love for me is true.
I want someone who loves me without asking anything in exchange..
Unless that someone loves me for being me, they're not someone just for me.
Is this so?