I yearn to be loved, and i am not quite sure how to explain, i want to be treated soft, but all my attempts were in vein. It looks so easy but rather hard to obtain, and still i have this feeling that drives me insane.

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Whenever your alone, fearful because you broken your own home, does your addiction comfort your soul, are does your demons hold you while you mourn.

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The silent wind as i sit there and wait, i’m not sure who’s coming but he’s definitely late. I changed my view, and sit back abit more, i wanna seem confident but my nerves can’t take this anymore, a sudden sound startles me right then, and i jumped i looked back but there’s no one there just the scary wind. It starts to get dark and the stars start to appear, i slowly stop expecting that he’ll ever appear. I found myself a seat in the dark cozy night a little disappointed but i guess it wasn’t right. I lean my head back ignoring the tears about to fall then a knowingly voice break the silence with “You’re better off alone after all„.

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I sat there quietly while he spilled his hate, watching him carefully and listening to every word he say, it became quite uncomfortable when he realized i can’t be manipulated by his rage, building his own frustration not able to provoke a reaction for his sake.

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I don’t need to seduce you for my own joyful pleasure, because i will always be your magnet and we both know you’ll willingly surrender.

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I want to be loved without a condition placed on it. The kind of love that i don’t need to question, because I feel it without you even saying it. I want the easy love where we build patiently and watch it form from the love we both put in it. I want to be loved the way I’m willing to give freely, easily and unconditionally.

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And she did it all, without an ounce of complain, just a smile and sometime foggy brain. Maybe it was a talent, are maybe she did it to avoid the pain. Are maybe just maybe she’s finally gone insane.

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There was no hate in sight, and no bad moments are fight, just two people pure enough to know it wasn’t right.

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I wanted you to be a love story,
A sweet thought or a daytime memory. Maybe you are and i will try to live with that theory, but sadly i won’t know since i’m just a ghost in this story.

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I can’t remember the last time i felt a powerful kiss, one that leaves me breathless, and having someone to miss. It might sound simple and i know alot of people can resist, but I’ll wait here patiently until i find that one i won’t dismiss.

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