Tell me I’m precious like the expensive jewelry you always tend to keep safe. Tell me you love me so that I don’t have to wonder where your heart truly lies. Tell me you need me so I feel like I belong instead of unwanted. Tell me you’ll be there even on my darkest days because I get depressed a lot and need a friendly face. Tell me you understand that I need time during those days instead of saying that you don’t care. Tell me I’m beautiful so I can see the beauty in me.
From your soft hands and soft lips to every thought we shared, my heart belonged to you. You made me laugh, you made me cry but now it is over. There is no longer an us and a tiny feeling in me is happy about that.
Have you ever wondered how it would feel to be fully accepted? I mean by everyone not just by some. You wouldn't have the chance to feel alone or left out. But the problem with this generation is that they tend to judge and criticize everyone and everything without knowing how that person is feeling on the inside or what they are going through.
Our souls bare the pain that our hearts won’t handle because if our heart were to handle it we would die.
Baby, what didn't you understand? Do you want me to explain everything again? Do you want me to go over it all because I will if it means having you back? I want my heart to beat in sync with yours, I want to hold you close and dance the night away. I want to kiss your lips until they are blood-red, I want to tell you I love you until my lips fall off; but most of all, I just want you back in my life, belonging to me and only me.