that someone could pretend to love me,
at least for a night.
so i could just be held and not feel alone..
sometimes my body aches so much to be held that it actually hurts.
it’s like a shivering cold all over,
from head to toe.
i just want to feel the drunken tiredness of being lulled to sleep tightly in someone’s arms.
safe and warm.
even if it’s a lie.
it would be nice to be loved by someone who doesn’t have to.
but if i can’t have love, i want to at least play pretend.
because i am so very tired.
even if i can’t find love it’s great to know my most favorite person in the world has.
i’m so happy for you danalyn, i love you and you deserve the best!
i love it when you’re listening to a song and just get that feeling like damn, i really love music.
i’d rather have
someone with flaws
someone who doesn’t have all the right words
someone who challenges me
someone who’ll argue with me
someone who is real
than someone who is just in love with love.