to talk to. All
I need right now
is a shoulder to cry on,
a kind word, a loving smile.
The kind of silent understanding
you feel with someone who knows
you inside and out. I just want to be
loved, not for what I can give some-
one, not for how hard I can make
them laugh, but literally just for
who I am. Someone who
loves me despite me.
Despite my flaws and cruel words and harsh
thoughts and lonely feelings. I'm
tired of feeling like a
Why do you neglect to see
that I'll be on this shelf for eternity?