I dream a dream.

Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one that is waiting for that day to come.
And, I have no idea whether it will happen as how we want it to be, once upon a time.
What if I’ve lost my way?
Would you be able to find me, stand in front of me, hold my hand and look into my eyes….
Then, you say “it is okay, we can definitely find our way out together!”
What I used to believe, now, it has become uncertain.
Maybe I shouldn't.