Not to be dramatic, but I think I might be in love with a guy that doesn't exist. That sounds like something someone would say in a movie. I often feel like a person's life is their own personal movie though, starring them as the main character. My life even has its own soundtrack, with songs I listen to all the time.
I think that for a long time now I've been searching for that perfect guy. Even though I'm still really young. But I'm not sure that my perfect guy actually exists or at least, doesn't exist near to me. I don’t mean perfect as in no faults, I mean perfect for me. The perfect fit. When I was little I assumed that one day I'd find him magically, because it was somehow destined. Occasionally I’ve thought I’ve found him, but I’ve always been mistaken.
I feel like I’m waiting for a ghost to love me back.