I crave to be loved
Just like the roses
That bring a smile to the receiver
From it’s elegance to its beauty
A smell that makes you fall in love multiple times
What is it I crave
To be physically loved like a rose
I’d rather let this feeling fade away.
Love is a desire
I wish to fall deep into
But yet apart of me is afraid of the darkness it holds
To be rejected, left or lose the one I may want to hold dearly
As I lay here on this cold ground
Fantasizing about my future
Of the empty fate that awaits me