Gaaah, Why can't you just find me again?

I feel like there’s never really been a point in time that you’ve been searching for me. 

I’m always been running after you. 

I know I’m the crazy one being ridiculous,

but I sometimes believe that I am the one chasing some unrealistic dreams I had some 4 years ago. 

It’s crazy.

 That’s how long I’ve known you, or at least known of you.. 

This is what drives me to do what I do, whether or not it’s healthy (mentally.)

So after recognizing this, what am I supposed to do?

Suck it up and move on, I feel like I should have a while ago.

Then again, maybe I need to break things off and realize I’m a truly horrible person.

Which is better?

One’s easy to think about doing..  but sometimes it also seems to be the hardest. 

So what do I do?