find me somebody to love. please?

just some thoughts.r

Will anyone ever understand me? All I want is a hand to hold and a body with which to lay and eyes into which I would look. Is that too much to ask? I want to feel whole again but this time, I want someone who will share the experience with me. I want someone to hold me tight when I say I'm sad and to listen to me when I'm on a manic rampage for pineapples. Someone to carry me down to the riverside and nap under the stars. Somene to play guitar and sing while I make some silly harmonies. Someone who'll ask questions, even if they aren't the right ones. Find me somebody to love. Call me a hopeless romantic; you wouldn't be wrong. The greatest thing is to love and be loved in return; why do I have to be the one missing out?

Author's Note

not really a story. more a blog entry. but when I pressed the new blog entry button it didn't work so it's here (: