Too much to take from this world of mine.
I want something so warm, so comforting, so amazing...
Almost as if not human. I want to feel the need
to be held,
to be touched,
to be loved.
If only for a second.
But... I want
His hold,
His touch,
His love.
My soul, it's burning from too much desire.
Sure, I'm fine on the outside, but within it's disintegrating and becoming severely fragile, because,
The Warmth I want is growing cold,
The Feeling I want when He holds me, Is only a desire never granted,
The Comfort I want is just simply Uncomfortable,
The Love I want is just a Dream
and it will Never come True.
