loneliness

There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. 

It wasn't 'cause I thought I'd be happy alone.

It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart I might not make it. 

It's easier to be alone.

Because what if you learn that you need love and then you don't have it? 

What if you like it and lean on it? 

What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? 

Can you even survive that kind of pain? 

Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying.The only difference is.... Death ends. 

This.... It could go on forever.

I want you to....

I want you to hug me from behind, unexpectedly. 

I want you to give me your hoodie when I’m cold. 

I want you to hold me and keep me warm. 

I want you to cuddle with me and watch movies. 

I want you hold my hands and play with my fingers.

I want you to play with my hair.

I want you to take amazing photos with me. 

I want you to come to my house and meet my family. 

I want you to lay in my bed with me and just hold me.

I want you to watch the sunrise & sunset with me. 

I want you to give me piggy back rides. 

I want you to kiss my forehead.

I want you to sing my favourite song to me. 

I want you to wipe my tears away. 

I want you to always remind me that you really love me.

I want you to tell me you miss me. 

I want you to drop everything and hug me tight.

I want you to take pictures of us. 

I want you to take me on a picnic. 

I want you to smile every single time you see me. 

I want you to know how much I love you. 

I just, want you.  

Everything kills....

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