Most of my life those who cared called me emotional Never understood what that meant till I got older Reflecting back to when times were colder Crying for hours in need Of a shoulder to lean on Lovers called me weird and needy Treated me like a klingon Only wanted one thing Steady leading me on A never ending cycle Of a woman yearning to belong To a man who loves her With a heart so strong Even the demons can't touch him Turns out he's been there all along
When the right person comes along, you'll know it. Sometimes that person has always been there and you won't realize till the time is right and you've forgiven yourself for all your past mistakes.