I think it was once a dream.
I couldn't ask for more.
She mimicked words I longed to hear
Her presence was infectious.
Talking to her was never hard.
From a far.
I saw her. I smiled.
My heart cheered.
All I wanted tonight is our peculiar kind of comfort.
Is it selfish to ask ANYONE to fill this emptiness?
I got used to be alone
and I hate being like this
Lonely, pathetic
Needy.
I hope this is just a dream.
I am tired of figuring out solutions
It is not even my problem to begin with
How do I open dead ends?
When will I get what I need?
How long to I have to wait.
Do I really have to wait?
Who can save me from distress.
Can I run to you?
Because I find comfort in you.
