i think i'm going crazy.

I had a dream that he held my hand.

I woke up, crying because I know it's never going to happen.
It wasn't because I like him; it was because I realised the huge chunk of my heart that had been torn out over a year ago still hasn't fully healed.

But I'm not waiting for someone to come and heal this heart.
I'm not waiting for someone to love me.

I'm just wondering how long it's going to be before I decide it's okay to start a relationship with someone.