Faces of you
(A/N- Something I feel right now. And it's driving me crazy.)

Everywhere I turn,
I think that your there.

Every person I see,
He has your face.

Your smile,

Your eyes,

Your hair.

I try to stop it
But I can't help having an ounce of hope
Of one of you
One of your faces
To be really you.

But you're never really there.
You never will be there.

And I'm stuck in this fantasy,
This illusion of you.

Faces of you.