You know what I want,
I want someone to love me, whatever his way be
maybe he loves shyly, maybe in a loud way
But if that person loves me, I'll give that person my all,
I want him to worry about me
I want to do stupid things and he rectifies it
I want to pamper him, be babied by him.
But not think I'm immature, cause god forbid i am by writing this piece
I want someone mature, you know
who loves only me.
Someone who will make me feel safe
someone who won't leave my hand ever
And I'll be his forever, i promise
explore the world together, fight the world together. not among ourselves.
Being with him would feel like home, wherever we are
Whose mere presence would calm the uncertainty, the storm inside
And then when I'd do stupid things for him, he'd keep them like souvenirs.
Silly innit? One can hope
Being a vagabond, with him being my anchor
I'd float in arizona coming back to him each time
He would know I'm his and he's mine, no questions asked, no drama in line
I hope he finds me. I hope he makes me his
I hope when he comes to me, I recognise his presence
And he recognises mine, giving meaning to my vessel
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