I just want you to know who I am.

Sometimes I find myself thinking about a conversation I had with one of my closest friends a couple weeks ago.
We were having one of our many deep talks about the opposite sex.
I think about how she said to find someone worth praying for. Focus on them. Only them. But only if they are worth it. She spoke on how I shouldn't invest my time and thoughts into the ones that aren't going to matter, or the ones God really doesn't want me to be involved with. I thought about this concept, but shortly after, a face popped into my mind.
I didn't even know you before I started college.
It's weird to think that in a few months someone can come into your life and impact you more than you could ever know.
But you did.
And I miss you.
You have no idea. You have no idea the impact you made on me. You have no idea that when I walk by a certain place or inside somewhere memories of you come rushing through my head of our friendship. No one does. I don't show it. I don't talk about it. I keep it inside. I try to search for someone else to focus on, someone else to pray for.
But it always comes back to you.
And you have no idea. But I pray for you. I pray for you. I pray for where you are right now. I pray for your journey.
I knew there was something different about you. I could always tell in your eyes.
You are amazing, and you are beautiful. You have God in your eyes.
So I will pray for you.
And whoever God designed for you. Because even if it isn't me, you deserve the best.
So I will pray for you. Because you are so extremely worth it.

"And I'd give up forever to touch you,

Cause I know that you feel me somehow.

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be,

And I don't want to go home right now.

And all I can taste is this moment,

And all I can breathe is your life,

And sooner or later it's over,

I just don't want to miss you tonight.

And I don't want the world to see me,

Cause I don't think that they'd understand.

When everything's made to be broken,

I just want you to know who I am.

And you cant fight the tears that ain't coming,

Or the moment of the truth in your lies.

When everything feels like the movies,

Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive.

And I don't want the world to see me,

'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.

When everything's made to be broken,

I just want you to know who I am."