Home was in their arms.
That's probably why it was so easy for him to hurt me.
That's probably why he was so scared.
Now home is in my head,
and I'm ready to go again.
It's no longer a matter of need
which is nice,
now it's a matter of want.
I don't need someone to complete me,
I want someone to compliment,
contradict, balance me.
I don't need anyone to hold me
or hold me up,
but I want someone who wants to.
I don't need anyone anymore
and that makes me want them more.
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