Finding the Found

I get the urge to just start living.

The time has come where I'm preparing to step out on my own.

And to be honest, I'm ready but I'm not.

I will always need someone by my side...

I can only hope in the end,

after all this searching,

that in the end it will be you.

I must search,

just because that is how I am.

In the end I will find myself.

And in the end I will find you again.