He was perfect in every aspect. He was what I had wished for. He was everything that I was looking for but somehow, it didn’t seem to be enough.
I was looking for something else. I was looking for something more. I was looking for you. He was perfect. He only had one flaw. He wasn’t you.
I wish I could stop. I wish I could stop looking for you in every person I meet. I wish I could stop searching for your face in crowded streets. I wish I could let you go. I wish he was you.