That feeling of sadness.
That feeling of disappointment and hurt.
It feels so god to cry but at the same time it hurts.
I’ve been there.
I’ve felt that very pain.
It’s so refreshing once it’s over.
But at the time it’s an Ocean surrounding your soul.
Cry when it hurts.
For once in my life I want to walk into a room and have someone look at me, Not just a glance but an actual look.
I want them to wonder what my skin feels like, how fast my heart beats when they kiss my neck.
I want to walk into a room and have the eyes of only one person, following me, studying my ever move, thinking about all the words I have spoken and all the memories I have stored.
I want my scent to drive them crazy, I want them to ask for my name and never find it out.
I want to be a mystery to them, a World yet to be discovered.
But above all this…
I just want to be loved.
I want to be the object of someones desire
Not the object of someones entertainment.