I meet a lot of people in my life, keep a distance from anyone in my life, but only want to meet you

Today, the ghost presses the bed, this is the first time that the ghost presses the bed after I haven't contacted you.The days when I didn’t meet you before (every night in those years was the pain of being afraid of not being able to wake up and struggling to get over) were spent like that. After meeting you, there will be no such days. Because of your existence In those anxious days, I became very at ease and at ease.I would think, where are you now.What are you doing, will you think of me... I still think of you occasionally, but I don't want to look for you like before.I'm tired, this last time I want to watch myself go.