All You Need Is Love?

I am Lux Lisbon, locked in a room dreaming of highways. I am Maggie Cassidy, waiting on the porch with toes curled. I am a childhood dream girl grown old, tired, and jaded. 

Very recently I have had several people tell me that I was their secret dream girl growing up. All the while I was living in my personal silent nightmare. They had all of this love for me. While I sat alone and lonely. There was my super special Jr. High School crush that I loved from a far who came back into my life and ruined my memories. There was the popular boy in high school that all the girls loved for some strange reason who told me years later he thought of me. The music man, the pill slinger, all of them thinking love of me. All the while I sat by myself wishing for a 'hero to rise from these streets.' I wished for love on every fallen eyelash. But it never came about, at least never out loud. And when it finally has recently, it came from the wrong mouths.

I don't know what to make of any of these people apart, but put together it is a strange pattern.  I don't understand how you can love someone and leave them alone. I don't know how they could love me and not see me drowning. I don't know how they could love me and walk right through me. I don't know how they could love me and never really know me at all.