My Desires

What do I want?

Words escape me. I can’t think of another way to say what I’ve said countless times before.

I want someone to make me feel alive.

To feel my heart skip a beat when she walks in the room, to feel my temperature soar, to experience complete euphoria and dissonance when I hear the subtle mention of her name, to smile uncontrollably when I gaze upon her, I just want to feel that little but more.

I have offered my heart many times before, this is a fact few know or even realise. I see the look of content staring back, but I never see that little bit more.

The words I know people want to hear I struggle to say. Should we not just know?

I contradict myself with every thought and feeling, but, when all is said and done, nothing else matches up to that feeling of unspoken reciprocation, the feeling when you both know that you’re each other’s world.

That’s what I want… That’s all I’ve every wanted.

Someone to care for me as much as I care for them.