I wish to be loved.
And not in the way a family member or best friend would love you,
but in a mother's type or way.
But romantically.
Where they will see part your skin and bones and see the soul that is made out of stardust.
And love you.
And make love to you, like it's the first time.
~ a wish to the stars that will be answered by fate
{A/N
Wanting to be loved at 2am}
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Şiirpoetry really Original poems, inspired by everyday life actions, choices and consequences. Inspired by books, songs, poems, stars and dreams.
