Sometimes you just need someone
because you are not strong enough
to carry yourself.
You'll bond strongly
with that person;
friends for life,
passionate lovers.
Does it end with hurt?
Or is it the choice
to not cherish?
What colour memories live on?
And which will perish?
In the end
I don't think it's about being independant.
Or not needing someone else.
It's about loving yourself
and living on.
Even if you desperately need
someone
for a while.