I am tired. Tired of emptiness. Tired of loneliness. Tired of explaining, hoping. I'm tired of it all. I want to be held, I want my nose kissed, I want sweet nothings whispered in my ear. I want to hear how much you love me, how much you want me in your life, I want to fell like you actually want to be seen with me. I want to be more than a side-lined whore. I can't be anything more. I don't get sweet nothings, I don't get kisses, I don't get I love you(s). I just get empty sex, followed by the demand to leave.
