Is it an illusion.?.

The wonder crosses the mind of how you'd like to live out the rest of ur life... As the curiosity drifts with thoughts of have u had enougb of going without a reason of why... Are u yet to miss the hyoe of emotiin rushing through ur heart's free will.?. The question comes to me when i think of u sitting alone so dustant from the thrill... Creating a sense of interest hidden away from the naked eyes... I look at u n can't believe u feel the way i do living without sighs... Confronting any n all that wanna touch more than the skin... A nonbeliever in luv if like isn't a factor that shapes the grin... I drift in daydreams of how the details of a friendship could possibly meet at both ends... Having what it takes on the middle of whatever we'd wanna call it as a truce is lent... With so much time that's passed feeling only self in our own comfort nice n safe... The image of u taking a peek at me jus to ask me my name... I get a lil beside myself knowing I'm content with the way things for me are turning out... Though i wanna give into someone at some point who can relate to common grounds... As the solitude is a piece of who I've cine to be... Only to exchange it for something as real as an indivudual who enjoys it here in reality... Do u ever contemplate to open up to an other but find yourself unable to.?. Like ur waiting on something different that clicks n makes sense of the interaction as ur desire of hope is put to use... Maybe I too am patient to the fact that want what i want... To be felt the way I'm willing to give to a friend in which i give my luv... Are we the same on levels of truths can live as is.?. Allowing the details of who we are mingle together even in a sexual crave that isn't as normal as some regular kiss... Though i may never know due to like u I'm afraid to speak... So caught within myself where it doesn't hurt as much as losing another so called need...