Alexithymia | a.i.

0.3

'Her.

I wonder if someone's ever trying to fix me like a broken record. If that person ever makes an effort in making me feel good about myself.

Love is such a constructive subject.

And I wonder if someone out there defines it as skinny, innocent and fragile as I do. How can I desperately wait for something that is never going to happen. And I'm waiting for him to wrap his arms around me, telling me that everything is going to be alright.

I'm waiting - but it won't come true.

I don't wanna be somebody's world when I see galaxies in his eyes and what's the world compared to the universe.

It hurts.'

- E.