I want him

I want him

I want him to hug me and rub his hand on my back, slowly stroking my hair with the other

I want him to praise me and call me a good girl

I want him to flatter me, telling me I'm a princess and a smart girl

I want him to nag me about whether I have eaten enough

I want him to be protective of me

Oh wait, he already did all of that

But why can't I have more? Why can't we hang out? Why must we only meet in the gym? Why must he be 10 years older than me?

Why can't we go on movie dates? It doesn't have to be romantic; platonic also works. I need him.

I need him in my presence. I need him to want me too.