Wanting to be touched .. to feel the presence of the one you love.
That urge, that anticipation, that disappointment when it doesn't happen.
I'm not sure how people make long distance relationships work.
Living in the same city and not being able to see each other's face, observe each other's habits, or talk whenever needed, leaves me broken..if not overwhelmed.
Meeting each other is just a normal thing to you.. I secretly hope not.
I hope you feel it precious and a moment you'd love to cherish.
But don't cherish it too much that you'd feel it's enough.
I need you to need me.
They say you shouldn't depend on others to make you happy.
But if you make me happy, why can't I depend on you ?
Cause dependency only disappoints.
Expectations disappoint more.
I want to have so many experiences with you.
You're always stuck in your own tornado of your things, it tears my soul to see I've been lost in that blurriness of the tornado.
We needn't have to always say yes to each other.
But what about the important things that matter.
Isn't that why we loved... cause we found a companion who understands what's important to us and supports us.
"Just cause I love you I cannot support you for everything", you mention.
No, I just need you to support me when I need you by being there.
I want us to be special. Not the social media kinda special.
But I want to be your special person. Someone you look at with pride and love.
Someone who makes you feel warm when you love.
I'm scared you've lost that place for me.
Many feminists may say "Women need only themselves".
No, I need someone to need me dearly: out of respect, out of love, out of meaning.
Hold my hand when I don't expect it.
Plan a quiet trip with me and not cancel it.
Tell me you miss me and you'd like to see my face.
Don't just stand there, come over close and wipe my tears instead of saying "My friends are waiting".
Make plans with me, instead of telling me you're not sure if you'll be free.
Look at me in the eye and tell me I'm pretty when I come dressed to meet you.
Smile at me across the room in the crowd.
We gave life to this love we felt.
We're only struggling so hard to keep it thriving.
We're not magicians.
We're only human to want more.
The only thing I ask and I beg, please keep me close to your heart and don't stop there.
Let me know that's where I belong.
That urge, that anticipation, that disappointment when it doesn't happen.
I'm not sure how people make long distance relationships work.
Living in the same city and not being able to see each other's face, observe each other's habits, or talk whenever needed, leaves me broken..if not overwhelmed.
Meeting each other is just a normal thing to you.. I secretly hope not.
I hope you feel it precious and a moment you'd love to cherish.
But don't cherish it too much that you'd feel it's enough.
I need you to need me.
They say you shouldn't depend on others to make you happy.
But if you make me happy, why can't I depend on you ?
Cause dependency only disappoints.
Expectations disappoint more.
I want to have so many experiences with you.
You're always stuck in your own tornado of your things, it tears my soul to see I've been lost in that blurriness of the tornado.
We needn't have to always say yes to each other.
But what about the important things that matter.
Isn't that why we loved... cause we found a companion who understands what's important to us and supports us.
"Just cause I love you I cannot support you for everything", you mention.
No, I just need you to support me when I need you by being there.
I want us to be special. Not the social media kinda special.
But I want to be your special person. Someone you look at with pride and love.
Someone who makes you feel warm when you love.
I'm scared you've lost that place for me.
Many feminists may say "Women need only themselves".
No, I need someone to need me dearly: out of respect, out of love, out of meaning.
Hold my hand when I don't expect it.
Plan a quiet trip with me and not cancel it.
Tell me you miss me and you'd like to see my face.
Don't just stand there, come over close and wipe my tears instead of saying "My friends are waiting".
Make plans with me, instead of telling me you're not sure if you'll be free.
Look at me in the eye and tell me I'm pretty when I come dressed to meet you.
Smile at me across the room in the crowd.
We gave life to this love we felt.
We're only struggling so hard to keep it thriving.
We're not magicians.
We're only human to want more.
The only thing I ask and I beg, please keep me close to your heart and don't stop there.
Let me know that's where I belong.
