I give myself to people
I do things for them to show I care
But I wasn't always this way
I used to use touch to show I care
A simple hug
An arm around shoulders
My hand to hold
But i've come to realize
NO ONE LIKES A CLINGY PERSON
No one likes a Pavlov dog
No one likes a tabby cat
No one likes a dependent child
So I changed myslef
I "adapted"
I'm always "adapting"
In truth, I miss it
I miss being able to hold
Someones hand when I'm lonely
I miss being able to lay
My head on someones shoulder
I miss it all, everything
Every last bit
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 8:33 AM UTC
I give myself to people
I do things for them to show I care
But I wasn't always this way
I used to use touch to show I care
A simple hug
An arm around shoulders
My hand to hold
But i've come to realize
NO ONE LIKES A CLINGY PERSON
No one likes a Pavlov dog
No one likes a tabby cat
No one likes a dependent child
So I changed myslef
I "adapted"
I'm always "adapting"
In truth, I miss it
I miss being able to hold
Someones hand when I'm lonely
I miss being able to lay
My head on someones shoulder
I miss it all, everything
Every last bit
old poem I wrote before getting on hp so thought id share it cause lately I'm wondering if my boyfriend still loves me like he says he does :P
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