A kind of long rant about my non existent love life, kinda sad :/
I love too deeply, I attach myself and I revolve around you from time to time, I want to shower you with affection and will stay even when you treat me so badly that I want to die, i won’t ever blame it on you, i just want to love someone and maybe even be loved like i love. Deeply and caring and probably too much too early, I’ll make a playlist over you 2 days after we started dating, not even a relationship, just a talking stage and I’ll already write poems about you, make a playlist about you, ask you about your favourite flowers, it doesn’t matter if you are a woman or a man, everyone deserves flowers, and I can proudly claim that every person who has ever been romantically involved with me would’ve gotten their favourite flowers the first time meeting me. And even though I love too deeply, and too fast and too much, nobody wants all of this love I have to offer, it makes me doubt myself, so many things I would do for you, if you’d just love me, if you’d just make me feel loved, make me feel pretty, make me happy, and it doesn’t take much for me to be happy, all I ever asked for was someone to be there for me, someone I can cuddle with, someone who gives me affection, reminds me to drink water and eat something and goes on walks with me, listens to the playlists I made for them and to my favourite music, someone who listens to me rant and nerd about my favourite things and someone I can cry to when I feel like dying. I’m horribly vulnerable, and „I am hard to love sometimes“ according to my mom, which is maybe right, i don’t know, i just wish someone tried, I’m young and tragically in love with the concept of love, but nobody to share it with.
I’m an ocean of love, but nobody seems to be able to swim.
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