Fear of better

As days go by and you are not talking to me
Im scared I might find someone who will
Someone who will notice my childish
My angry
My happy
My sad
Someone who will put me first
And treat me the way I want you to treat me
Kiss me on those lips that I have deemed belong to you
And envelop me in a warmth that I wish was yours
Tell me those words I wanted to hear in your voice
And puts a real smile on my face
And makes me feel like happiness can come easy
Closed off
Distant
And unrelenting
Is draining
My youth is wasting away
As I keep losing myself in you
I cant keep waiting

Reviews

[nazia]

Sometimes having a shoulder to cry on is all we want..
Well written. :)

[Asenath]

Thank you :) Ive realised writing about it makes me feel better

[Penlady]

WOW! It so satisfying to read such deep truth...one wants the answer to fill the want!