Who are you

who are you? Where are you? what are you doing?

I am looking for you, maybe you are looking for me, I long for a greeting, a smile, a hug from you. I long for a look from you waiting for me. I have imagined the scene of meeting you thousands of times, you are in front of my eyes, we suddenly realize that we have been searching for these years, it is you? Oh it's you!

But, who are you? I don't know.

Along the way, how many times have I misidentified, I thought I found you, but maybe I just found one person after another who is very similar to you, they came to me and went to another place. The ones I thought were you, but none of them were you.

what! Who are you? Where exactly are you? At the end I asked Void: Is there a person like you? do you really exist? Bitterness can be swallowed, suffering can be sustained, but is there really you? Where are you? doing what? What is it like? Who can tell me? tell me where to find you? Tell me when can I wait for you?

Tell me, you really exist; tell me, you are waiting for me; tell me, even if I have nowhere to go, you will be my last harbor.