You know what I want? I want some to ask me if I've eaten today.
I want someone to care enough to wonder.
I want someone to see that I'm not okay and that I'm only smiling because I'm forcing it.
I want someone to see I'm hurting and hold me close.
I want someone to tell me I'm gonna be okay.
I want someone to tilt my chin up to look at them and tell me I'm to pretty to cry.
I want someone to not only call me beautiful, but to recognize when I do something right. Because I need that recognition.
I want someone to ask me how my day has been and know whether I'm lying or not.
I want someone to just hold me close and let me fall asleep in their warmth, and when I fall asleep I want them to brush my hair behind my ear and admire me.
I want someone to show me I don't have to worry about anyone else.
I want someone to never leave me.
I want someone to fucking care.
But no one asks if I've eaten today, even when they know I haven't
No one pulls me into their arms and tells me what I need to hear from someone else.
No one looks into my eyes and sees the pain there. It's not hard to find.
No one's gonna tilt my chin and wipe my tears away.
No one's gonna tell me I'm too pretty to cry.
Nor will anyone hold me until I fall asleep and admire me.
No on will show me my fears of being replaced are idiotic.
And no one will truly stay.
And no one cares the way I want them to.
