Sometimes, I feel ready. For you. For us. I feel ready to hold your hand and know that you’re there. To be in love with you. To face things together. To count on you and be counted on by you. To be wrapped in your arms and never want to leave. To be a reason for your smile. To follow your lead….
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// Lost//
I’m lost. I’m stuck in this dark place and I can’t seem to get out no matter how hard I try. It’s like I’m sitting here waiting for anyone to come along and rescue me; waiting for someone to pass by who takes the time to stop and look into my eyes and see the pain, the walls, the brokenness, the fear and the loneliness. But that person never comes; no one ever comes. I search for that person every moment of every day. Every person that I walk past, just hoping that for once I’ll meet someone who understands me, someone who is real. I look into the eyes of each person longing for them to look back, longing for them to acknowledge me with more than a blank stare. Somehow it never happens, I see their pain and their hurt, I also see their joy and their happiness but they never see anything in me. They see the space around me, but they never see me.
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But I guess I was asking for too much…
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I’m lost..
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