This song will never shall die and me in your place shall be a long forever picture in our souls. You in my heart and me always and forever more in your place... Had he ever thought when he wrote this song that he was talking about our future lives or he was living the same story with another? How can he know? How could I know what I found until I have lost it... My love I miss you and I wish you back. My wish. My heart. My place IS YOU.

Desire...

I tried hard not to begin with”I agree” or “Don’t agree” because it’s in my belief that none of us can totally be of the same opinion as the writer or totally against it. Anyhow, I tend to agree with the fact that wanting and not satisfaction brings us more pleasure. For example, I use to wish to become a certain person that in my opinion was the greatest person ever. The fact that IT was smart and good-looking and rich as well, made me dedicate maybe half or even more of my time studying IT, idolizing IT, dreaming with my eyes wide opened of what it would be like to be IT. Having something to dream about, to believe in and to worship can make you struggle and not to give up life even if you are close to despair. Desire it’s a hard thing to describe, what is desirable for you can be common, repellant or well-known for somebody else. So how do you describe desire to a person who doesn’t want, wish or need anything or anybody? Do rich people forget the meaning of money because they have enough? Is the satisfaction more important than the wish? Becoming the person I loved so much or becoming a copy of IT didn’t make me happy or successful, not even pleased. What made me sacrifice time, money, people I cared about was WANTING, along with the process of becoming that. Like Lee says, after the toffee was gone, in my case, after I became IT I was left with nothing. What can again make me feel the pleasure and the thrill? Finding someone else to aspire to, some other IT to capture me, to be conquered by, another toffee.