That one person. You can't seem to stop thinking about them. You run across a picture. Gosh we were so young. We didn't know anything at all about each other. And here now I know much more. But why don't you get out of my head? Why am I having dreams about you? Like I want you, I want you back in my life? I catch myself daydreaming scenarios where you pop back into my life and it all makes sense. Time to wake up. Reality is now.