imalex's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Worst Weekend I want to be wanted. I want to be thought of. I want to be missed. Not in a painful way. In a good way. Because I can give you my love, if you want it? I can make you laugh, and I can make you feel like the king of the world. We can be Kings together. If you want me to do that for you, I will? Just one word, one sentence, one hello. That's all I need. Give me the faith, and I will move more than mountains. I'm dark, and I can be cold. And I have always been better at loving myself alone. At knowing that I can weather any storm. But now you've come here, and found your way into my bed, but you leave me no confidence. Not a single hope to cling to. Not a single word. If I can't see you more because you're busy, than why can't you text or call me? Too many mixed signals. Just leave me alone then. Just as I was starting to get back on my feet you had to come and knock me down again. 4:54 p.m. - 2014-01-19 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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