The sight of someone special

There was always this one special person that comes to the mind of the imaginative. They always say that once you find true love you will know. There once was this person that was always distant to me. I really remember it like a cold wind that run through your body and sends chills through your spine. They tell you stories in your mind that says hey I'm here for you and only you baby. He speaks of fine literature in a classic novel or maybe once was your fairytale of love. Deception that's what it creates if you let it without rules or any controls of your surroundings. The Wisk of the wind keeps pulling you in and you try your hardest not to get too close. The lust of it over whelm you and the forgotten cannot be forgiving for the actions that have been committed. Someone special comes knocking at your door and do you open it no you let the person wait until they wanted you very badly.