I crave love.
I crave any form of love.
I crave physical touch.
I crave words of affirmation.
I crave quality time.
The thought of being loved.
Being loved correctly.
I rub my back often without noticing.
Craving for the touch of someone else.
Words mean so much more than they seem.
Wishing someone would explain their love to me which words couldn't even amplify.
Fathoming being around someone so much even if we're just sitting there.
Knowing I'm in their presence is enough.
