I want you. Why is this so hard to understand?
I want to be able to hear your breathing, smell your hair, I want to be able to feel your skin against mine. I want to be so in love that the world stops spinning and I can barely remember how horrible and hard my life is. I don't feel like having to deal with this right now.
You don't know how hard it is not to have you around.
I never really noticed how much shit you did until I was the one who had to do it. Even the little stuff, the bitter jokes, the encouraging remarks and smiles, they make a difference. I never realized how much you made me smile until I'd gone weeks without it.
I just want you to be here with me to make me forget. I don't like not knowing, being kept in the dark so that I can't tell if you're alive, if you're safe. I don't want to have to worry about you. I want to hold you in my arms and never, ever let you go. I just want to protect you.
Like you need protection from anyone.
I don't know where you are. I don't know who you're hanging out with. I don't even know if we're speaking the same language. Sometimes we click, and sometimes I barely know who I'm talking to. I wish this were simple. I don't even know if we're on the same planet anymore, in the same world. For all I know, you could be up in heaven protecting my ass. I sure need it.
I need you. I hate admitting girly crap like this, but I need someone to need me. I think that's my purpose, to be needed. And if I'm not needed, I'm totally useless. What else am I good for?
Let's face it; you're meant to save the world, and I'm just a genetic fuck up.
Sounds fun. I was really born as a test by some sicko who started injecting whatever the hell he felt like into a kid and produced the guy I am now. I'm not meant to exist; born in order to die. If you don't need me, then I've got no one to live for.
I just hope you still need me.