what I assumed would be true, is. I am still searching, unsatisfied, yearning. to no fault of ours, we will continue on, desperate to connect, letting each other pass for the good of our own selves, protecting. this is youth, right? struggling in loneliness to find someone who makes us less so. and when it doesn't fit, praise them for their virtues, traits, embellishments, and respectfully say goodnight.