The truth is...
I'm not even looking for love. The harder we look, the more it evades us. I am happy with the circle of friends I have, who provide me with more than I am willing to admit I deserve sometimes. But sometimes... just sometimes... the desire to connect, to really connect is there.
There are moments in my life when stress gets the best of me, and life's trials and tribulations are so much to bear. Those are the times I Wish...
Consider...
Dream of...
Contemplate...
Wallow in the beauty of 'What If?'
To have someone who provides a shoulder,
Or an ear,
Hug, embrace, an affirming nod.
Someone who doesn't try to solve my problems
But who can hear them, and understand not just WHAT I'm going through,
But just to recognize that I am going through it.
Someone who knows when my day is going bad
Or when I feel my efforts have not been enough
And when I simply need...
Someone.
And he stretches out his arm to pull me near.
Saves a sweet spot on his chest for me to lie my head.
And in that near silence,
With his heartbeat,
I feel that all will be okay in the world.
[End Wishful Thinking Here]
