There is a void
In my heart,
Eating me up from inside...
I don't know what it craves for,
But I do know it won't be satisfied
with anything material,
Or with laughter,
Or with shedding tears,
Or with love,
It is not that clear..
No fluttering butterflies in stomach by seeing someone,
Or hairs standing all over my body with someone's touch...
It does not want all that instability at this moment,
It just wants to rest, it just wants to settle.
It is tired of being empty,
All caged up it remains over the years,
Maybe it just wants to be seen, be found and embraced by someone,
That makes it feel special and worth.
It never feels full,
it never wants to let go,
It wants to cling to that care,
That it felt a long time ago.
It does not want to hide in shadows of this heart anymore,
It just wants to be picked in arms of someone,
Who would never let it go.
Who would never let it go.
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