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Love, A Lot Of It

Offlate I've realised that there is something I need, badly and a lot of it, that's love.

This might sound funny or cheesy but let me ask you this question, who doesn't?

It's been a very long time that someone has looked into my eyes with so much love that I couldn't look anywhere else but right into the depths of her soul.

It's been a very long time that someone has just held me with so much affection that I could close my eyes and believe that I'm needed.

It's been a very long time that I've felt love.

Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night I feel so lonely, depressed and heartbroken.

Sometimes I wish someone would run her fingers through my hair and I could peacefully rest on her lap.

Weird little things that we need which truly make so much difference in our lives.

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  1. Unknown28 August 2018 at 12:31

    I've never been through this pain, but I can understand. May you get all the love you want.. all the rest you need.. and all the happiness you deserve.

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