Until I met you, I had no idea that someone like you existed My hopes had all dashed away and I grew jaded It felt as if I were the only *** without a lid And so I sat on the stove top all alone with nothing but emptiness Entering my stratosphere and as I watched Other pots with their lids be conjoined A rage filled with blistering pain filled my insides
To lay here beside you I would’ve never imagined Finding home within your arms and heart Never did I believe I was worthy of such a love Yet you fill me up every day and nourish A heart that was so vastly hungry for affection
Not sure what would ever happen If you left this poor soul behind I waited too long to find you Too many winters afflicting my soul Your warmth my only salvation
I wrote this imagining a special man writing these words to me. I could only hope I'd get so lucky!