What DO I want? *sighs softly* I really do not know. I want to be loved. I want to be hugged and kissed and loved, I want to be snuggled and played with and attended to. But... I don't know why, it just isn't like that. My mind is so troubled with everything that happened... And I don't know how to explain everything to those around me, so I just bear the tears silently, keep it to myself.
And yet I just wish those I love and care for and know would help me. Even if I don't know how they could. I just want love... but I know it's not the right time for me to find it. My heart is still... cracked. And just beginning to form a little scab, a tiny little one that isn't ready to cover up the rest of the gaping wound. It's not strong... not strong enough yet... And affection - it's not exactly... around... although it's my fault... since I don't tell many about my problems.
I am a shimmering butterfly, free as the wind If love touches me, my wings wither into dust Can you touch me? Can you make me trust you With these soft delicate membranes trembling in Your hands? Can you make me trust that you will Forever keep me safe and by your side? Can you Tell me that you'll not tear my wings, that you'd Hold them gently and dot them with keening affection? For a butterfly bereft of wings would perish And yet - through a love - it could live on.
AngelRaz · Mon Oct 10, 2005 @ 10:41am · 1 Comments |