Needing

You only want that thing you're missing too much, and so deeply in your heart a part of you is calling it to come home. Because that's not the type of missing you get when you feel a physical or just a superficial needing, it's the type of needing you feel when you get afraid of being alone at your own, the needing that you feel when you know it's not ok anymore if he's not by your side. The feeling of being alone, even when you're crowded by a lot of people. The feeling of being nothing, that you're not the same person, that you're just a void space in this fucking world if he's not with you.

And now, I confess... That's what I feel for you, that's the type of needing. I miss you every second I'm not with you. I don't love you because I need you, I need you because I love you, and I'm sure you will never know how I feel inside when you kiss me, when you touch me, when you smile, when you look me, when you say "Goodbye, little"... and just every detail, every piece of love you send to me it's like I can touch heaven for a second, it's like... like I can forget all the things that sorround me in my life.

It may kill me, but I want it to be true...